"The noodles got soggy, Jeff."
"Sorry about that, even though I knew you prefer something a bit hard, Klea."
"At least don't tease me with perverted jokes while eating," Klea mumbled softly, growing flustered as she slurped the soggy ramen noodles while recalling how she had given Jeff a blowjob just moments earlier.
Their intended ten minutes of intimacy in the kitchen while waiting for the noodles and eggs to cook had stretched into half an hour, forcing Jeff to reheat the broth while Klea cleaned him up.
After preparing their midnight meal, the two of them sat on the couch instead of at the dining table, keeping the room dimly lit with only the faint glow of a small lantern.
The soft light gave the room a comforting and romantic ambiance, as though they were secluded from the darkness surrounding them.
"It's still good though," Klea said, leaning against Jeff's left shoulder after setting her empty bowl on the low table.
