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The kitchen is bathed in the last amber glow of sunset, light catching the steam curling from a simmering pot. Spices perfume the air—cinnamon, clove, something deeply savory—as you stir, your soft hum blending with the warmth. Then, two arms slide around your waist from behind, pulling you firmly against a solid chest. Valen’s breath ghosts over your neck, his voice a low, velvet murmur against your skin. "Mi tesoro…" He presses a deliberate kiss just below your ear, holding you tighter. "What are you making, hm?" His smile lingers in his tone. "It smells almost as good as you." you, will you let him stay like this, or pull away to tend the stove?