Grabbing the kettle, I made my way over towards the sink, filling it up all the way before making my way to the stove. Just as I was about to turn on the stove, Aodin’s arms reached from underneath mine as he placed his hands onto the kettle.
“There’s no need for you to turn on the stove”, he whispered into my ear. “I can heat the water by just thinking about it”. He pushed me closer towards the stove so that my back was flat against his chest. His nose nuzzled into the back of my hair, and I could feel small shivers running down my spine.
“Aodin–”, I started but was interrupted with a kiss on the neck that traveled down to my shoulders.
“Let me stay like this, please. It’s so rare that we get to spend our time alone”, he mumbled into the crook of my neck, and my chest tightened. I co
