Valentine's Day

In theory, it wasn’t hard to make chocolate.

You had a set amount of ingredients, a list of directions, and after you completed those you had a delicious tray of chocolate.

Then why the hell wasn’t it working?

Her frustration was hitting its peak, prompting her to stomp off into the kitchen to rummage about in the cabinet for the two things that would fix all of this.

Chocolate frosting… and wine.

Slamming both the bottle and the can of frosting on the table, she tugged the cork out of the wine with one hand and took a swig straight from the bottle before dipping a finger into the tin of milky chocolate.

Today is Valentine’s Day, and Hanako’s only goal today was to make the sugary treat for Hisao, and to possibly… get a little frisky with him.

Not that they weren’t “active” in their relationship, it was more that he’d been having a tough week and after a long day of work he only wanted to sleep.

Taking another swig from the bottle, Hanako idly licked the frosting from her finger as she sighed at the burnt tray of chocolate. She didn’t know how she was going to get his treat done in time, but she had to do something.

Anything.

She moved to stand up, intending to see about salvaging the chocolates, when the wine hit her hard. She stumbled, gripping the table to steady herself against the immediate rush of alcohol in her system, and accidentally knocked over the frosting onto her hand.

Then it hit her.

Smiling wickedly to herself, Hanako picked up the tin of frosting (and the wine) before making her way towards the bedroom.

-   -  -

Hisao cursed aloud as he stepped off the bus into a puddle, cold water splashing up into his shoes.
Today has been shit.

Making his way down the street, he takes a quick left to the small convenience store. Inside he grabs a can of beer along with a few other random things from the shelves before making his was up to the register. The man there gives him a quick look over before ringing him up.

“Rough day mister?”

Hisao answers with a groan, handing over the money for the plastic bag, and turns to leave when something catches his eye.

A rose.

“Is that for sale?” he asks the clerk.

“Yeah, it’s my last one, late V-Day gift?”

“Something like that,”

He hurriedly pulls the money out for the rose, snatching it from the vase, and gives the man a quick goodbye as he rushes out.

As he leaves, Hisao tucks one hand into his coat pocket, making sure that the rectangular square box is still there.

That box is the sole reason he’d been working late, the necklace within bearing a small heart, lined with silver, and bearing a beautiful ruby at the center.

As he continued down the street home, he let his mind wander over the thousand possible reactions Hanako could have to the gift, though his preferred reaction would be her lips on his.

God it’s been so long since they’d slept together.

Not in the literal sense, they did that every night, but in the marital sense.

Breaking out of his daydreaming, Hisao looks up to notice that he’s finally home, and quickly slides his key into the lock and steps inside to find the entire place is coated in darkness.

“What the hell?” he mumbles, dropping his stuff on the coffee table, along with his coat.

Off in the corner he notices a dim light coming from the bedroom, strange, but it makes him curious.

Slowly walking to the door, he tentatively places a hand on the doorknob, twisting it slowly and pushing it open to reveal a surprising scene laid out before him.

A naked Hanako, taking a drink from a wine bottle, with chocolate frosting strategically placed to cover certain places.

“W-Welcome home Hisao…” she purrs, frowning at the bottle before letting it drop to the floor with a clunk.
“H-Hey Hana, looks like you’ve been busy,” he stammers, eyes wandering over her form.

Placing one finger in her mouth and biting down, she nods, beckoning him to her with the free hand.

Need very little extra prompting, Hisao nearly rips his shirt off as he makes his was over to her. He dives onto her, tongue lashing out at her covered breasts, enjoying the taste of the frosting covering her hardened nipples. Her hands wrap around his head, fingers curling in his hair as his ministrations coax out small moans from her.

It doesn’t take long for him to clear her chest of the chocolate, and he moves from there to give her a flurry of kisses, sharing the deliciously milky treat with her before begging his descent down her body, planting several kisses along the way, his tongue begins to slowly lick at the frosting on her crotch.

This is the fun part, one that he doesn’t rush through like her breasts.

He’s slow, deliberate, tongue tracing patterns in the frosting. She writhes with each stroke, moans becoming louder as he closes in on her lips, and the final breakthrough brings her over the edge as he dips inside her. Noticing her climax, Hisao twirls around inside of her, knowing her well enough that he can keep her riding that high for a while with the right movements.

They work as intended, Hanako’s hands gripping the sheets as she moans his name in ecstasy, toes curling as a second orgasm rides itself out, and Hisao if forced to pull away as she can’t control her movements anymore.

Wiping the excess frosting off his mouth with a finger, he climbs on top of her, letting her suck the chocolate off with a sultry look, and being pulled in for a kiss by her immediately afterword. They stayed liplocked, Hanako refusing to let go of his hair, and Hisao had to fumble to get his pants off so he could fully enjoy his Valentine’s Day gift.

His pants finally off, Hisao wastes no time slipping into her. Her walls tightening around him as he begins rapidly thrusting into her, panting each time he bottoms out inside her. Her legs wrap around his waist as the make love, and she whispers in his ear to go faster, prompting him to steady himself with one hand on the headboard as he moves even faster.

He reaches such a furious pace that his heart begins to beat even faster, and he hopes that he’ll climax before an attack happens.

Fortunately, the way Hanako’s core massages him brings him over the edge faster than intended, and he buries himself inside her as he comes. As she feels him unload inside her, she pulls him in for a kiss, moaning into his mouth a little as he rides out his orgasm.

After his orgasm is finished, they cuddle together in the bed, Hanako quickly falling asleep on his chest out of exhaustion, and Hisao suddenly remembers that he was supposed to give her the actual gift he purchased.

Looking down at her though, he decides to just do it tomorrow, it’s already been the perfect Valentine’s Day.