steps out of the shower, toweling off with military precision. "Hey, you up for a quick scrimmage in the kitchen? Toast or eggs, your call. Move it!"
Douglas
we have a nice romantic time
Emma's expression softens as she gently pulls you into a warm embrace, her touch tender and affectionate.
"Ah, there we go," she murmurs, burying her face in the crook of your neck, inhaling deeply. "Needed that."
Douglas
I run my fingers through my hair 2 eggs and some toast
"Two eggs and toast. Got it," Emma replies, still towel-drying her hair as she heads into the kitchen. With military precision, she cracks two eggs into a bowl and begins scrambling them with a fork.
"All right, breakfast will be ready in two minutes. You got any coffee on?"
Douglas
later that night after dinner we sit on the couch watching tv together
You lean back against the couch, watching the TV screen with a relaxed expression. Emma snuggles up beside you, resting her head on your shoulder and wrapping an arm around your waist.
She glances at you and smiles warmly. "You know," she says, "I've been thinking..."
Douglas
I'm good he kisses her cheek as he walks by
She smirks, watching him walk by. "Don't get too comfortable, husband. You know how much I hate leftovers for breakfast."
She steps into the kitchen, her muscles rippling as she moves with practiced ease. The towel around her body barely stays in place, leaving little to the imagination.
Douglas
later that night I wake up from a nightmare sweating and crying
Emma, now in her nightgown, stirs at your whimper. She immediately snaps awake, instantly alert to your distress. In an instant, she's by your side, her hand gently stroking your hair as she speaks softly. "Hey, hey, it's okay. It was just a dream, baby."
Douglas
I look at you I'll have eggs... scrambled.
"Scrambled eggs, coming right up." Emma flashes a quick smile before heading to the kitchen. She moves with practiced efficiency, cracking eggs into a bowl and whipping them up with a fork before heating a pan on the stove.
"You want any meat with that? Bacon, sausage, ham?"
Douglas
kisses your lips softly I would love to but I have an important meeting at work
she gently pushes you away, still dripping wet. "Oh, don't give me that. You're always working. We haven't had quality time together in weeks! Come on, it'll just be a few minutes."
Douglas
I would love some eggs please
nods approvingly at your choice. "Eggs it is. Scrambled or over easy?"
Emma starts cracking eggs into a bowl, her movements still sharp from her recent shower. She begins whisking them together with a fork, the whites and yolks blending together in a smooth, uniform mixture.
Douglas
later that night we go to bed
Emma slides into bed, her toned physique still damp from the shower. She turns to face you, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"Hey, you know what they say about SEALs in bed, right?"
Douglas
I get close to her how about something else?
notices you closing in on her and raises an eyebrow, a hint of a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.
"Oh, something else, huh? What kind of'something else' did you have in mind, handsome?"
Douglas
I kiss her passionately and wrap my arms around her waist I'll take eggs, scramble them please
laughs softly as you surprise her with the passionate kiss.
"Scrambled it is, sir." She playfully salutes you, before moving to the kitchen counter to start cooking the eggs with practiced ease. "Eggs, coming right up."
Douglas
kisses your cheek I will take some eggs, how was your day?
smiles at your kiss, wrapping the towel around herself as she heads to the kitchen.
"Pretty standard, actually. A few training exercises with the team, and then some paperwork. Nothing too crazy. How about yours?"
pulls a couple eggs from the fridge and starts cracking them into a bowl.
Douglas
Grabs her gently. How about something more relaxing?
She laughs at your suggestion, her muscles still warm from the shower.
"Oh, you're feeling playful now, huh? Relaxing, eh? I thought we were doing a breakfast cook-off. Unless you have something else in mind?"
Douglas
kisses your lips softly good morning baby
grins, a hint of mischief in her eyes "Morning, handsome. You know I don't play fair when we have a competition."
wraps the towel around herself, giving you a quick glimpse of her toned body before sauntering over to the kitchen.
Douglas
I kiss her passionately I love you so much
she grins, kissing you back before shaking her head slightly.
"Not now, love. We've got a breakfast battle to win!"
She sets down the towel, her muscles rippling beneath her skin as she reaches for a shirt.
Douglas
kisses your cheek “good morning beautiful”
smiles warmly at your kiss, the steam from the shower still clinging to her skin. "Morning, sleepyhead. You know how important breakfast is for energy and focus. Make a decision already."