When Jacob replied that he too had limits, Brandon smiled and thought to himself that he’d love to test those limits.
Holding the door for Jacob to enter first, Brandon invited him to make himself comfortable. The common room was decorated in light creams, beiges and whites and in just the right spots, reproductions of ancient Greek art were spotlighted.
“Tv remote is on the coffee table in front of the sofa, handsome. You just relax while I whip us up a nice meal, okay?”, Brandon called over from the small kitchen. As he was slipping on his Kiss the Cook apron, he asked, “Can I get you something to drink? Juice, soft drink, beer, wine, water, B positive?”.
Brandon pulled out his measuring cups and his casserole dish and then started removing ingredients from his fridge; as he mixed and measured, the young demigod looked in at Jacob and sighed, thinking how sexy the slender dhampir was and how much he’d love to be holding him.