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"The hunger in her eyes woke the beast inside of him. Waiting to be unleashed, waiting to be fed. By her. By all of her."

The day passed by quickly. With Genevieve spending time with the dogs, and Alvaro cooped up in his office, they didn't get much time with each other.

Which caused Alvaro's patience to wear thin. He was hoping that the morning phone call would be his last for the day, but alas, the business deal just couldn't fucking wait.

He wanted to spend the day with his wife, it was their fist day as couples after all.

Genevieve had lunch with herself, with the dogs by her side. She was really enjoying their company. Alvaro, on the other hand, stayed in his office.

His wife stayed in the yard, playing and showering the dogs. He saw how she was full of smiles, laughing with her pets.

But it was evening now. And he had his wife all to himself.

That's what he thought.

His wife was still with the dogs.

And ignoring him while they were at the table. She was too focused on the dogs to notice him.

"Oh, I really love your eyes." she said, smothering the faces of the two dogs "Of course, you are. You're pretty, too."

She was convincing herself that the dogs were pretty. But they were boys. Alvaro thought that she knew that.

'Of course she does.' he thought 'It doesn't matter if they're boys or girls, they're all pretty in her eyes.'

His lips moved, a small smile in his lips. Watching her now, she was so bright and pure in the kitchen. He knew his house was plain. Spacious yes, but plain. But having Genevieve here now, it seemed like she was this light in the middle of this boring home and brought life with her.

Everything seemed brighter now that she was here.

"Uhm..." she spoke. Alvaro woke up from his 'Genevieve' trance and looked back at his wife, focusing.

"What-what should I name them?" she asked, her eyes not meeting his. She was so shy.

"Whatever you want, mi querida." [My darling] he answered "They're your pets, after all."

Her brows furrowed, her lips forming a pout. If only he could taste her.

"But they're yours, too." her whisper was so quiet he almost didn't catch it. "It-it has to be special."

Alvaro didn't answer right away. He was thinking of an answer that would please his young wife.

"Alright. Why don't you name one, and I the other?" he suggested, standing up and nearing her seated form. They were by the dining table, and he sat beside her to help her with her thoughts.

When he sat down beside her, that was when Genevieve looked at his eyes.

They were so brown and so deep.

Like she could drown in them.

This is why she get shy with him. His stares and gazes make her want to cower back.

Not with fear, no. But with something else. Something stronger.

His gazes make her feel something unfamiliar. Like he could just eat her whole with his eyes. Like he... was hungry for something.

For her.

And it made her so shy, because she didn't know how to respond to it. The hunger in his eyes was scary, but just a bit.

She doesn't know if she'll avoid his eyes, or maybe tell him off.

She didn't know if she'll stare at him like he was a gummy bear, her favorite candy.

Should she?

Looking back at him now, he was still staring. That hungry eyes of his.

Deciding on her Plan C, she sat up straight, closed her eyes and concentrated.

Alvaro wondered what she could possibly thinking.

'Focus, focus.' her voice sounded in her head 'Imagine a life-sized candy right in front of you, Genevieve. Imagine.'

Then she opened her eyes and looked back at him.

Alvaro stopped. There was a new look on Genevieve. Like she was determined of something. Of what?

His question was answered when Genevieve neared her face to his, only inches apart.

She was staring at him like... food. Like he was something sweet.

But fuck if it didn't make him hard.

She was so close. He could just lean in a bit and their lips would touch. Just a bit of movement and he would be able to taste the heaven that is her lips.

But no. He couldn't.

Couldn't he? For just a bit?

'No' he convinced himself.

Genevieve was an open book to him. She was so pure and innocent that her emotions and thoughts were on display. It was so easy to read her, because she is just that. An open book for everyone to see, for everyone to marvel.

And he knew she was thinking of something right now. She was so shy just minutes ago, and now here she was, staring at him like she wanted him ravish her.

But of course that wasn't on her innocent mind. She was too pure for such thoughts.

But it's not bad to have fun, just a bit.

Alvaro smirked, leaning his face to hers. Distance disappeared, the inches between them became them. And if he couldn't control himself, he might as well kiss her right there.

"Tell me, darling..."

Closer and closer, until their noses were touching.

Gone was the look on her eyes. The shyness of her came back full blown and she didn't know what to do. Was he mad at her? Did she anger him?

Alvaro bumped their noses, looking closely at the blush blossoming her cheeks. So red and so kissable.

"Would you like a taste? You look at me like I'm your favorite dish... Evie."

'Evie?' she thought 'No one's ever called me that before.'

It was so nice. It made her feel pretty. Evie.

And then his question came back to her. Huh?

"U-uhm... no" she stuttered "I-I don't eat people..."

He smirked, not doing anything to maximize the distance between them. "Really? Because you look like you're starving, baby."

Why was he teasing her so much?! He was making her feel so small and shy!

She shook her head, the feel of his nose on hers sending her to overdrive. And she wasn't starving for him!

She just wanted to imitate the look he was giving him!

"But-but you... you look at me the same way, Alvaro! You look like you want to eat me whole!" her voice raised, but it wasn't anger. It was just... her.

Her denial made him chuckle.

And the sound of his name from her lips... God. It wasn't doing anything to help his problem down there.

He wasn't used to people calling him by his first name. But Genevieve could repeat it over and over and he wouldn't bother stopping her. It could be his lullaby for all he cared.

"That's because I do, mi querida." he caressed her nose with eyes, leaving it a few moments later to caress her cheeks, nearing her ear. "I do want to ravish you whole."

There was fire in her cheeks after his statement. It was like something burned.

Genevieve shook her head fast. She pushed him away from her, her hands on his large chest. And it stayed there to keep distance between the two of them.

'He can't eat me!' she thought 'That... That's bad! That's cannibalism and it's gross!'

If only she knew the definition of 'ravish' that was on Alvaro's mind.

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"The hunger in her eyes woke the beast inside of him. Waiting to be unleashed, waiting to be fed. By her. By all of her."

The day passed by quickly. With Genevieve spending time with the dogs, and Alvaro cooped up in his office, they didn't get much time with each other.

Which caused Alvaro's patience to wear thin. He was hoping that the morning phone call would be his last for the day, but alas, the business deal just couldn't fucking wait.

He wanted to spend the day with his wife, it was their fist day as couples after all.

Genevieve had lunch with herself, with the dogs by her side. She was really enjoying their company. Alvaro, on the other hand, stayed in his office.

His wife stayed in the yard, playing and showering the dogs. He saw how she was full of smiles, laughing with her pets.

But it was evening now. And he had his wife all to himself.

That's what he thought.

His wife was still with the dogs.

And ignoring him while they were at the table. She was too focused on the dogs to notice him.

"Oh, I really love your eyes." she said, smothering the faces of the two dogs "Of course, you are. You're pretty, too."

She was convincing herself that the dogs were pretty. But they were boys. Alvaro thought that she knew that.

'Of course she does.' he thought 'It doesn't matter if they're boys or girls, they're all pretty in her eyes.'

His lips moved, a small smile in his lips. Watching her now, she was so bright and pure in the kitchen. He knew his house was plain. Spacious yes, but plain. But having Genevieve here now, it seemed like she was this light in the middle of this boring home and brought life with her.

Everything seemed brighter now that she was here.

"Uhm..." she spoke. Alvaro woke up from his 'Genevieve' trance and looked back at his wife, focusing.

"What-what should I name them?" she asked, her eyes not meeting his. She was so shy.

"Whatever you want, mi querida." [My darling] he answered "They're your pets, after all."

Her brows furrowed, her lips forming a pout. If only he could taste her.

"But they're yours, too." her whisper was so quiet he almost didn't catch it. "It-it has to be special."

Alvaro didn't answer right away. He was thinking of an answer that would please his young wife.

"Alright. Why don't you name one, and I the other?" he suggested, standing up and nearing her seated form. They were by the dining table, and he sat beside her to help her with her thoughts.

When he sat down beside her, that was when Genevieve looked at his eyes.

They were so brown and so deep.

Like she could drown in them.

This is why she get shy with him. His stares and gazes make her want to cower back.

Not with fear, no. But with something else. Something stronger.

His gazes make her feel something unfamiliar. Like he could just eat her whole with his eyes. Like he... was hungry for something.

For her.

And it made her so shy, because she didn't know how to respond to it. The hunger in his eyes was scary, but just a bit.

She doesn't know if she'll avoid his eyes, or maybe tell him off.

She didn't know if she'll stare at him like he was a gummy bear, her favorite candy.

Should she?

Looking back at him now, he was still staring. That hungry eyes of his.

Deciding on her Plan C, she sat up straight, closed her eyes and concentrated.

Alvaro wondered what she could possibly thinking.

'Focus, focus.' her voice sounded in her head 'Imagine a life-sized candy right in front of you, Genevieve. Imagine.'

Then she opened her eyes and looked back at him.

Alvaro stopped. There was a new look on Genevieve. Like she was determined of something. Of what?

His question was answered when Genevieve neared her face to his, only inches apart.

She was staring at him like... food. Like he was something sweet.

But fuck if it didn't make him hard.

She was so close. He could just lean in a bit and their lips would touch. Just a bit of movement and he would be able to taste the heaven that is her lips.

But no. He couldn't.

Couldn't he? For just a bit?

'No' he convinced himself.

Genevieve was an open book to him. She was so pure and innocent that her emotions and thoughts were on display. It was so easy to read her, because she is just that. An open book for everyone to see, for everyone to marvel.

And he knew she was thinking of something right now. She was so shy just minutes ago, and now here she was, staring at him like she wanted him ravish her.

But of course that wasn't on her innocent mind. She was too pure for such thoughts.

But it's not bad to have fun, just a bit.

Alvaro smirked, leaning his face to hers. Distance disappeared, the inches between them became them. And if he couldn't control himself, he might as well kiss her right there.

"Tell me, darling..."

Closer and closer, until their noses were touching.

Gone was the look on her eyes. The shyness of her came back full blown and she didn't know what to do. Was he mad at her? Did she anger him?

Alvaro bumped their noses, looking closely at the blush blossoming her cheeks. So red and so kissable.

"Would you like a taste? You look at me like I'm your favorite dish... Evie."

'Evie?' she thought 'No one's ever called me that before.'

It was so nice. It made her feel pretty. Evie.

And then his question came back to her. Huh?

"U-uhm... no" she stuttered "I-I don't eat people..."

He smirked, not doing anything to maximize the distance between them. "Really? Because you look like you're starving, baby."

Why was he teasing her so much?! He was making her feel so small and shy!

She shook her head, the feel of his nose on hers sending her to overdrive. And she wasn't starving for him!

She just wanted to imitate the look he was giving him!

"But-but you... you look at me the same way, Alvaro! You look like you want to eat me whole!" her voice raised, but it wasn't anger. It was just... her.

Her denial made him chuckle.

And the sound of his name from her lips... God. It wasn't doing anything to help his problem down there.

He wasn't used to people calling him by his first name. But Genevieve could repeat it over and over and he wouldn't bother stopping her. It could be his lullaby for all he cared.

"That's because I do, mi querida." he caressed her nose with eyes, leaving it a few moments later to caress her cheeks, nearing her ear. "I do want to ravish you whole."

There was fire in her cheeks after his statement. It was like something burned.

Genevieve shook her head fast. She pushed him away from her, her hands on his large chest. And it stayed there to keep distance between the two of them.

'He can't eat me!' she thought 'That... That's bad! That's cannibalism and it's gross!'

If only she knew the definition of 'ravish' that was on Alvaro's mind.

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