1 Guy 2 Spoon の小説・ストーリー

There were projectors too so it could cover the length of the room and everybody could watch. "Here, spoon"Jack handed the spoon to me and I forced a smile. "I didn't bring it here to melt" he collected the spoon from me, dipping it into the bowl and I was forced to open my mouth. He dipped the spoon in my mouth and just as I was about to lick off everything, he pulled it out. My eyes goggled at what he did next, he took the spoon to his mouth licking off what was remaining. "I just wanted to have a taste" he smiled before putting the spoon in the bowl. My lips formed into a thin line as I thought of what he did. Now, he clearly licked off my saliva.

Said Annabel. "I'll tell you about that too but it would be the last one I'll say. So now, the next one is The Greasy Spoon. In this sex position, assume the spoon position, but lift one leg! You can prop it up with cushions, or assume the position on the couch (where you can then hook your foot over the back rest)." Mara said and burst into laughter because she knew that Annabel would definitely say something funny.

His pupils are blown wide, swallowing the gold. He isn't laughing. He looks like he is witnessing a religious event. "Good?" he asks, his voice rough. "God, yes," I gasp, taking another bite. I finish the first one. I reach for a second. Spadino moves. He comes around the table. He steps into my space, trapping me against the counter. He reaches out. He catches a drop of juice that is sliding down my wrist with his finger. He brings it to his mouth and sucks it off.

He had just used the spoon to drink seafood soup. Iris looked down and saw that her own spoon was still sitting quietly to her right. She had indeed used Jason's spoon by mistake. Realizing her mistake, she was flabbergasted. "I'm sorry, let me get you a new one..." she offered. "No need," he said, taking the spoon back and using it to scoop his stew. Iris watched in astonishment as he put the spoon she had just used in his mouth. The spot his lips touched was the same spot she had licked just now.

Just set everything down on the small table, pulled up the other chair, and sat directly in front of me. He stirred the spoon through the broth, blew on it once, and held it out toward my mouth. I just stared at him. The spoon hovered inches from my face, the steam rising between us. I kept staring. The silence stretched until it became unbearable. “Is this some kind of weird fetish?” I finally asked, my voice cracky and dripping with exhaustion and sarcasm. “Tying women up and spoon-feeding them like toddlers? Because if it is, you can go fuck yourself. I’m no longer playing along with whatever sick game this is.”

"Huh, what was that?" "Oh you didn't hear me? I said your friend lives nice, I didn't think she'd be living this way". "Yeah Lauren, she has no money problems luckily. She's just fine on the monetary aspect"..."Damn stupid spoon" she cursed as the spoon she tried putting in Alex's bowl, fell. "What's wrong with the spoon?" "Oh, it's nothing Alex," she said coming with the filled bowls. "Here's yours, and this is mine". "Mmm… it looks delicious, how do I do this?"

"Who's joking with you? We're not familiar, so you're not allowed to use my spoon." "Hey, hey," Calvin followed her, taking the spoon back from her hand. "I don't mind that you used it. Give me this spoon, and you can get a new one." "I'm telling you!" Elaine turned around in frustration. But Calvin had already taken the spoon back to the dining room, sitting in her seat and enjoying her dinner with relish, just like a child. "Hey, that's my dinner." By the time Elaine ran out, there were only a few mouthfuls left in the bowl of rice. Calvin, drinking his tomato soup, smacked his lips with satisfaction. "Is there anything left?"

Everything after that was a blur, though my throat was hoarse from all the screaming. "You're awake. I bought you an acai bowl. Sit up and have some." The guy in front of me was tall with a bright smile that revealed two little canine teeth. "What are you looking at? Didn't you see enough last night?" Dexter laughed shyly under my stare and scratched his head in embarrassment. "Ah, it's nothing. Thanks for last night." "No, don't mention it. Last night, we..." "Oh, don't worry about it. We were both just having fun. It was mutual, so we're even." I put on the bathrobe as I spoke. After picking up my clothes, I headed toward the bathroom.

I asked the girl as I placed the empty red cup on the table. "Sure," she said as she took another red cup and handed it over to me. "Make it another one," I said as I took the cup from her. "You better slow down with those," the one guy said beside her. "I think he is right," Spooky appeared beside me.