Chapter 2
Making Dinner
Asuna fiddled with the table for the fiftieth time in the last hour, she had told Kirito to come over for 6pm and it was 5.50. She was so nervous. She had been getting ready all day, she had showered and chosen out an outfit, done her hair and makeup and she had then spend the last hour setting and resetting the table. She had even gone to the effort of putting a decoration in the middle. She wanted everything to be perfect. She sighed, reached for the candle and hovered ready to light it when she heard a knock at the door. Kirito! She screamed in shock and excitement, smoothed her dress, glanced at the mirror to check her hair and then walked slowly to the door. Just before she opened the door she gasped, and placed her finger in the air, then turned on the music. She exhaled and steeled her nerves as she opened the door. Beaming at Kirito she said, "Hello! Come in and get comfy." He started to come in, Asuna stepped aside, and as he passed he caught the scent of her perfume. It smelt of flowers, real and beautiful flowers, like the ones in his garden at home. He smiled at the pleasant memory of home.
"Would you like anything to drink?" she asked, as she walked towards the kitchen. Kirito realised what she was wearing. It looked drop dead gorgeous. She was wearing a dress, it had a dropped back and neckline, with a tight skirt which ended just above her knees. He was drawn to her long and slender legs and couldn't help but wonder if she had dressed up under that dress. He shook his head, 'be a gentleman, she might just want a nice dinner with a friend', he thought. Asuna addressed him again, her head tilted affectionately towards him. Her hair fell on her shoulders in styled curls and her make up drew attention to her beautiful eyes. He stuttered out, "what?"
Asuna laughed and repeated, "Drink for the dummy with the rabbit?" Kirito blushed at his naughty thoughts and swallowed, "Nothing, I mean I'm good." He smiled and said, "You look amazing Asuna!"
Asuna blushed and replied, "Oh this, I just threw it on, it was nothing." But inside she was tickled pink, he had noticed! He was defiantly the right choice. "Where's the rabbit? We need to start cooking?" she asked, he moved quickly, opening his menu and placing the S class food in her delicate yet muscled arms. She smiled, "Excellent, right. You need to get changed out of your armour, we're having a civilised meal tonight!" she ordered coyly. Within a few minutes Asuna had the rabbit in the dish and Kirito cutting vegetable very poorly. She looked over sighed, and proceeded to put her arms around him from behind. "Here," she said placing her hands on his and moving them correctly, "you need to cut more gently, but with the wider bit of the blade." She could feel his body heat radiating and his strong back tensing with effort. Kirito could feel Asuna's soft hands on his, and he stared at awe at her slim fingers and small nails. He could feel her breath falling slowly and rhythmically on his back, and the swell of her breasts as she breathed. They could both feel the tension building, Asuna not wanting to rush the moment pulled away. "There you got it!" She exclaimed, attempting to control her breathing and urge the reach over to Kirito and kiss him, hard.
"Now, put them in the pot and soon we'll have the best meal that is possible in this world!" She requested, and she moved over the pot to Kirito then the oven. She set the timer, then tapping her foot as time passed waited for the food to cook. The music settled the mood well, it was slightly jazzy but smooth. The timer pinged loudly, breaking Asuna's trail of thought. She pulled open the oven and screamed in delight. "Oh yes! Its amazing, thank you so much Kirito!" She picked up the dish and placed it on the side. She motioned for Kirito to sit as she served up the food. She picked up the plates and placed one in front of herself then Kirito. They smiled excitedly at each other and picked up their knife and forks. When Asuna took a bite she almost fainted with delight. It tasted amazing, the subtle yet strong rabbit aroma mixed with just the right herbs. She closed her eyes in delight. Kirito stared, he had never realised how beautiful she was, that look of pure delight in her face, the way her eyes crinkled with joy. And he had caused that, he was so happy. He ate and was awestruck, she was such a good cook. It was only down to her that he, no they, could enjoy this. Who else could cook like her really?
They ate in a comfortable silence, both enjoy one another's company and the relaxed atmosphere. As they both finished and placed their cutlery down they both felt contented and full. Good food and excellent company really was good for the soul! Asuna stood, her figure showed off in the dress from the angle in which Kirito sat, she moved in front of him and bent over. Her dress fell down slightly, showing a small amount of her breasts as she picked up his plate. He automatically looked, admiring her feminine form. She coughed and moved her head, motioning him to follow her. She started to wash up, and she nodded at the tea towel, smirking. He got the picture. As she washed the suds moistened her hands and made them soft as a babies, he took the plate, staring at her with an increasing awareness of how much he was starting to fall for her. As soon as they had finished he could resist no longer, he must have her. He gently grabbed her hand and pushed her against the sink. He kissed her, tentatively at first, then with more urgency as he realised they were on the same page.
Asuna couldn't believe he had made the first move that was her plan. But it felt so good when he kissed her. He could feel him so close that his heart was hammering hard right next to hers. She gasped when they broke the kiss. She felt his chest and hers heaving, he looked her in the eyes, all she could see was his lust for her. She smiled and stroked his neck slowly, moving her hand behind his head. She tilted her head closer and whispered, "Shall we take this to the bedroom?" in a seductively husky and slightly breathless voice.
She could feel his desire for her, and she grasped his hand and slowly, slightly wiggling her hips, moved to the door of her room. He followed, his desire for her like a bubbling pot. If he didn't do something about it he might just explode. The door clicked behind them as Asuna pushed Kirito to sitting on her bed, her lips slowly lowering to meet his. Their eyes met and before hers closed he could see her need for him and the comfort he could provide, tonight they belonged to each other.