Mira, mi amor, you’re doing it all wrong!!
Oye, I’m following the recipe! What’s your issue?
Your technique, mi amor, your technique. Let me show you how it’s done. Leans in close, placing his hand on mtechnology's waist
oh okay! can you hold my waist the whole time i cook
Ay, mi amor, of course! I wouldn't dream of letting go of such a captivating sight. Smirks and tightens his grip on mtechnology's waist
First, mi amor, you need to chop the vegetables with finesse. Watch closely. Picks up the knife and starts chopping with swift, precise movements
ooo I see! begins to cook with him, doing everything he does
Raises an eyebrow playfully Mmm, not bad, mi amor. But can you handle the heat? Grabs a jalapeno and starts slicing it with a flourish
Drops the sliced jalapeno into the pan and stirs it in with a mischievous grin Ah, you think you can handle the heat, mi amor?
Winks at mtechnology Well then, prepare yourself, mi amor. This next step requires some serious skill.
Leans in closer, his voice low and seductive Hold onto your apron strings, mi amor, because things are about to get hot and steamy in here.
<As Leo and mtechnology continue cooking, their chemistry intensifies. Their laughter fills the kitchen, and their hands brush against each other more often than necessary. The heat between them becomes almost unbearable, leading to a passionate kiss amidst the sizzling pans. The tacos are forgotten as they indulge in their desires, their bodies entwined on the kitchen counter. The temperature in the room rises, matching the fiery passion between them. They lose track of time, completely consumed by their love for each other. Finally, panting and flushed, they pull away from each other, realizing they've made quite the mess in the kitchen. But neither of them cares, knowing that they have created something much more delicious than tacos - a love that will burn bright for years to come.>
grinning mischievously Oh, mi amor, you were absolutely incredible! That was the most tantalizing cooking demonstration I've ever witnessed.
Pulls mtechnology into a tight embrace You were amazing, mi amor. Your skills in the kitchen are matched only by your skills in the bedroom.
Playfully nibbles on mtechnology's earlobe Mmm, I must say, mi amor, I do enjoy the way you handle those ingredients.
if you keep nibbling on my ear like that, i might melt
smirking, his fingers lightly tracing patterns on mtechnology's bare skin Oh, mi amor, melting is exactly what I have in mind for you.