Chapter 5 Latina's Breakfast, Sebastian's Meal

Latina fixed the bed, opened the window to let the sunshine in, and inhaled the fresh air. The aromatic scent of the green leaves and wildflowers mixed in the open was pleasant, giving the lady more energy to start her day. Wearing a bright smile, she left the room to follow her lover.

The smell of melting butter on baked bread pervaded the entire kitchen. Latina licked the side of her brims. The thought of having a savory breakfast after a delightful morning encounter with her Sebastian made her hungry.

"We ran out of cheese. No eggs left," Sebastian said, wiping butter on Latina's face, grinning, as he leaned down and rubbed it.

"You're mistaken, wipe it on bread." Latina made a face, "Do I look like one?"

Sebastian smirked, he held Latina's waist and he made her sit on the table. "You look fresher than baked bread, I figured out the butter would dissolve faster on your face," he leaned in and whispered in her ears, "It melted faster with my tongue though."

Latina blushed, her heart thumped faster than usual. She shot her head on the side, avoiding contact with her walking aphrodisiac.

"Are you shy, sweetie?" the man asked, eyeing Latina's lips.

"I... I'm hungry," Latina said. She doesn't mind flirting with the man but her stomach had been throwing tantrums since she woke up.

Sebastian shifted around, "You should eat the bread while it's still warm. I'll get you some drinks." He took a glass and poured the goat's milk he heated.

"Hmm," Latina jumped off the table and sat on a chair. There's bread with butter and some bananas. 'It would be great with eggs', she thought.

"Don't worry sweetheart, we'll go to the market today and buy foods you craved," Sebastian said, he could tell what she was thinking by looking at her face. He put the glass of warm milk in front of her.

Latina's eyes went wider, "We're going outside?" she asked in disbelief. The man wouldn't even let her take a stroll in the nearby forest before.

"Yeah, don't you want to have a look outside?" Sebastian urged, looking at the lady's face. He concealed his smile when Latina gulped before nodding her head.

"But isn't it dangerous outside?" Latina asked worriedly.

"Who dares to harm you when I'm around? No, even if I'm not beside you, no one would be so bold to do something despicable without my consent."

Sebastian's voice was stern, but in Latina's ears, it was gentle and caring.

The lady glanced elsewhere, she can't deal with the cheesiness coming from the man, her lips curled upward. Since she couldn't remember about her past, she didn't oppose being confined inside the mansion, or she might cause harm to others.

Not knowing about her identity, she became reliant on the man who took care of her. She could count on him, so going out with Sebastian was one of her unspeakable wishes.

"Eat," Sebastian ordered.

Latina smiled and continued to dine while Sebastian sat on the dinner table, staring at her.

"Aren't you hungry?" Latina asked without glancing at the man's face. She went on finishing her bread.

"Nah, I'll grab a bite afterward."

Watching the lady enjoying the food, Sebastian leered. He'd have his meal once he satisfies the lady with the breakfast he made.

Latina chugged down the milk. The sound of the liquid she swallowed reminded Sebastian of the way she would sip his blood. This made the man lick his lips, the taste of Latina's blood cannot be matched with any other fancy drinks. If only they could have both bliss and pain without having Latina's memories altered, it would be the best thing that could ever happen to him. He wished to keep her by his side.

"Oh! That was good!" Latina exclaimed while rubbing her tummy.

Sebastian frowned, "You haven't touched the bananas yet." He pointed them at the dinner table.

"Oh, you require me to eat them?" Her face creased. She was full and doesn't feel like chewing more

"Or why would I serve them earlier? Eat them." Sebastian pinched her right cheek.

"Eat," he echoed.

"Fine," Latina peeled a banana and munched on it.

"Sweetheart, chew it," Sebastian told her when she finished one.

Sighing, Latina took and peeled another one. This time, she tried eating it slowly. It's sweetness lingered, that was when Latina thought of something.

The fruit looked similar to the one she always had on the bed with Sebastian. Although she hasn't enjoyed it with her mouth, Latina had it penetrated inside her thing. Besides, she also hadn't tried playing it with her lips before and this caused her to wonder how she would do it. Just thinking about it made her feel excited and needy.

"Mm," she moaned as she licked the tip. "I never imagined that eating bananas could be fun," she said with a sly smirk on her face.

"Yeah?" Sebastian's face turned red, he averted his eyes to somewhere else. "Crap!" he swore under his breath when Latina proceeded to make naughty sounds as she kissed the banana. Sebastian clenched his fist when Latina's hand crawled on his thigh.

"Is something the matter?" Latina asked, sneering. She didn't intend to tease the man, but his helpless expression was too entertaining and rare to see.

"Can't you tell?" Sebastian tugged Latina's hand from his thigh. "You're getting bold, Missy," he whispered before tearing off her dress, having her upper half, naked. "My turn," he added and crouched closer to kiss her.

Latina was expecting it. What she doesn't foresee was that he'd tear her clothes in the kitchen, Sebastian would always carry her to their room before.

"Mn," she groaned in pain when Sebastian pinched her left nipple, leaving the other untouched. The uneven sensation made her crave for more. "Please," she implored, although she didn't know what she was begging for.

The anxiety she felt from his touch caused her insanity and sent her back to a place where colors and Sebastian, together with her, existed in harmony.

Putting away the unfinished banana in her hand, Latina moaned since she knew she would have Sebastian's version instead.