Day 12 - Food/Special Tea

Day 12 - Food/Special Tea

The tea Colin had brought back from his travels sat half-finished on the small table before them, the delicate china cups gleaming in the fading light. It had been an unusual blend, one that Colin had discovered in the far corners of his travels—a curious tea that was said to relax the body and lift the mind. He had been intrigued by its reputation and had brought it back, eager to share it with his brothers and Penelope. And now, as they sat together, a slow, heady warmth began to spread through their bodies, a soft giggle escaping the young woman's lips as she rested her head against his shoulder.

"This tea," Penelope murmured, her voice thick with amusement, "is quite... something. I feel... light, almost."

He chuckled softly, his fingers lightly brushing through her hair. "I told you it was unique," he said, his voice low and lazy. "Though I didn't expect it to be quite so... potent."

Penelope shifted in her seat, a slow, languid smile spreading across her lips as she turned to face him. Her eyes, usually so bright and sharp, were now half-lidded, her gaze filled with a warmth that made Colin's heart race. There was something in the air now, something electric and intoxicating, as though the very space between them had become charged with an unseen energy.

"I feel... warm," Penelope whispered, her fingers lightly tracing the edge of Colin's shirt. "And hungry. For something... more."

He could feel it too—the slow burn of need building inside him, the tea amplifying every sensation, every touch, until it became almost unbearable. A low, hungry groan escaping his lips as he pressed her back against the cushions. His hands moved quickly, pulling at the ties of her gown with an eagerness that made her giggle softly, the tea heightening every touch, every sensation.

"Let me guess," Colin murmured, his voice rough with desire as he tugged her gown down, exposing the soft, creamy skin of her shoulders. "You want me to feed you."

She laughed softly, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched her back, her gown slipping further down her body. "Feed me," she whispered, her voice teasing. "But not with a spoon."

He reached for the tray of food that had been left on the table—small pastries, fruit, and a variety of treats that were meant to accompany the tea. His fingers brushed over a piece of ripe peach, the juice dripping down his fingers as he brought it to Penelope's lips.

"Open," he whispered, his voice rough with desire.

Her eyes fluttered closed as she parted her lips, her tongue darting out to taste the sweet fruit as her husband pressed it gently against her mouth. The juice dripped down her chin, and without hesitation, Colin leaned down, his tongue following the trail of sweetness down her neck, licking the juice from her skin.

Penelope moaned softly, her body arching beneath him as she felt the warmth of his tongue on her skin, the sensation amplified by the tea that buzzed through her veins.

"You taste sweet," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear as he kissed his way down her neck, his hands sliding beneath her gown to caress the soft curves of her body.

The redhead giggled, her fingers tangling in his hair as she tugged him closer. "You haven't tasted enough," she teased, her voice thick with desire.

His grin widened as he reached for another piece of fruit—a ripe strawberry this time. He held it just above her lips, teasing her with it as he trailed the fruit down her chest, leaving a trail of juice in its wake.

Penelope gasped softly, her body trembling with anticipation as Colin's tongue followed the path of the strawberry, licking the sweet juice from her skin. The sensation of his mouth on her, the coolness of the fruit against the heat of her body, was almost too much to bear.

His hands moved lower, tugging at the rest of her gown until she was completely bare beneath him, her body a canvas for the feast they were about to share.

"Let's see how hungry you really are," Colin murmured, his voice filled with playful wickedness as he reached for a dollop of cream, his fingers dipping into it before smearing it across her stomach.

Penelope watched him lower his head, his lips brushing against her skin as he began to lick the cream from her body. The sensation of his tongue, the sweetness of the cream mixed with the warmth of his mouth, sent waves of pleasure through her, her body responding to every touch with a hunger of its own.

The redhead's hands slid up her husband's back, her fingers digging into his shirt as she pulled him closer, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. "More," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I need more."

Colin obliged, his grin widening as he reached for a piece of chocolate, placing it between his lips before leaning down to kiss her deeply, the taste of the rich sweetness mixing with the heat of their kiss.

The tea had made them both ravenous, their bodies craving each other in a way that felt almost overwhelming. Penelope's hands moved to his shirt, tugging it open with eager fingers as she pressed him closer, the warmth of his skin against hers sending shivers of desire down her spine.

"Colin," she moaned softly, her voice filled with both hunger and affection as she kissed him again, her body trembling beneath him. "I want all of you."

Colin's hands moved lower, his fingers trailing over her thighs as he reached for more food, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, "You can have everything."

His heart pounded as he gazed down at her, his hands moving with purpose as he undid the buttons of his trousers. The cool air of the room hit his heated skin as he slid the fabric down, revealing the full extent of his desire for her. Penelope's eyes darkened with hunger as she watched him, her lips parted slightly as she took in the sight of him.

Colin reached for the small dish of cream, dipping his fingers into the soft sweetness before smearing it across the length of his hardened cock. His breath hitched as he watched her eyes follow his movements, the anticipation between them thick and heady. He could feel the tea's effects heightening every sensation, every brush of her skin against his sending sparks of pleasure through him.

"Hungry?" he teased, his voice low and rough as he reached for a piece of chocolate, breaking it in half before placing a piece on his cock, just beneath the cream.

The redhead's breath came in short, ragged gasps as she gazed up at him, her lips curving into a wicked smile. "Ravenous," she whispered, her voice thick with desire as she leaned forward, her hands resting on his thighs as she brought her lips to the head of his cock.

The first touch of her tongue sent a shudder through his body, his hands fisting in the sheets beside him as she licked the cream and chocolate from his skin, her mouth warm and wet against him. The sweetness of the food mixed with the heat of her tongue, and he groaned softly, his breath coming in short bursts as she began to work her way down his length, licking and sucking with slow, deliberate movements.

Penelope's tongue swirled around the head of his cock, teasing him with light, playful flicks before she took him deeper into her mouth, her lips wrapping tightly around him as she sucked with increasing intensity. Her husband's hips bucked involuntarily, a low groan escaping his lips as he fought to maintain control.

"God, Penelope," he gasped, his voice thick with need as he looked down at her, his hand tangling in her hair. "You're driving me mad."

Penelope hummed softly in response, the vibrations sending another wave of pleasure through her husband's body as she continued to suck and lick, her mouth working over every inch of him with a hunger that matched his own. The taste of the cream and chocolate lingered on her tongue as she devoured him, her hands gripping his thighs as she pulled him closer, taking him deeper into her mouth.

Penelope's eyes flicked up to meet his, her gaze filled with desire as she continued to suck him with increasing fervor. Her tongue slid along the underside of his cock, licking away the last remnants of the cream and chocolate before taking him as deep as she could, her lips pressing against the base of him as she sucked hard.

Colin's entire body tensed, a low groan escaping his lips as he felt himself teetering on the edge of release. His hand tightened in her hair, his breath coming in short, ragged bursts as he whispered, "Penelope... I'm so close..."

With one final, shuddering thrust, Colin's body tensed, his release hitting him with a force that left him breathless. His cock pulsed in her mouth as he spilled himself into her, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she swallowed every drop, her tongue swirling around him as she coaxed him through his climax.

Her hands slid up his thighs, her fingers lightly tracing the lines of his muscles as she pulled back slightly, licking her lips with a satisfied smile. "Delicious," she whispered, her voice filled with playful affection as she looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "But I must say, Colin... that was the yummiest of all."