⎾ MOROSIS ⏌

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • Kieran could understand not wanting to clean himself out all the time. He didn't blame him either. Kieran wasn't opposed to condoms after all if Miguel didn't want to have sex because of it then he had to compromise. He cared and loved Miguel enough to respect his wishes. Teasing Miguel, he had no way of knowing he rolled his eyes. Kieran though hardly cared as he teased him. He listened as Miguel teased him, soon turning toward him and kissing him. Kieran returned the kiss as he loosened his hold on Miguel. He pulled back from the kiss, "Hmm, well then I shall continue to influence you, my naughty boy." Kieran teased as he released Miguel. He moved to climb from around him to get off the bed. "Did you want breakfast in bed or did you want to come downstairs?" Kieran asked not minding either.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He was happy that Kieran respected his wishes. There were too many guys out there that would have easily dumped him over such a simple complaint. Besides it wasn't as though he was saying they could never ******** without one again. Just that he preferred to have them from time to time. He didn't care that Kieran couldn't see him rolling his eyes. It wasn't important. Instead, he continued to tease him and leaned back for kiss. He soon felt the male return the kiss as he loosened his hold on him. As he pulled away, Jakob laughed as he was teased. "Mm, I'm looking forward to it, daddy." he teased back. Sighing softly, he watched the male climb around him and slip off the bed. When questioned once more, he began to push away the covers. "I'll come downstairs. Maybe if I'm lucky your friend will have come back and has already brewed some coffee." he replied. Slipping his legs over the side of the bed, Jakob slowly stood. He felt the all too familiar twinge of pain but ignored it and followed the male out of the bedroom.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • Kieran wasn't sure if Abel was home. After all, he hadn't heard him come home. However that didn't mean much. He could only guess though if he was home, he wasn't sure what kind of mood he would be in. Kirean however hardly cared. He hadn't been too happy with Abel last night neither was Miguel. Kirean knew there were things to discuss between them. If he wanted things to work out with Miguel, he'd have to work on his relationship with Abel.

Teasing Miguel, Kieran climbed off the bed. He questioned Miguel as he stood to stretch. Kieran watched as Miguel pushed back the covers to stand. He listened as Miguel commented about the idea of coffee and Abel being home. Kirean shrugged,"We shall see, I don't know." He replied as he watched Miguel move to stand. Kirean moved to lead the way.

Heading downstairs, Kieran didn't see Abel in his room or office. He walked down the stairs and entered the kitchen. Kieran didn't see Abel either. He wasn't even aware that Abel had left after all he'd been mad at both of them. Kirean continued into the kitchen as he went over to the counter. He pulled out two mugs from the cabinet then went about heating up the water in the Keurig. Kirean grabbed a box of misc. Kcups then set them on the counter. "Pick a flavor." He commented as he went in search of the waffle maker in the pantry.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Despite his words he didn't know either if the man had left. He simply assumed by all the noise he'd been making last night, getting out of the house seemed like something he might do. Where he would go from there he had no idea. Perhaps back to the club they'd visited yesterday? Climbing out bed, Jakob stood and did his best to ignore the pain in his hips. Glancing up towards Kieran, he watched as he shrugged and commented. Nodding quietly he followed him out of the room.

Together they walked down the hall together. As far as he could tell, both Abel's bedroom and his office were empty. He continued down the hallways towards the stairs and carefully descended them to the ground floor. Jakob continued to follow Kieran past the living room and into the kitchen. Looking around he still saw no sign of the man. Guess he really was upset about not being allowed in last night. He decided not to worry about it. Abel had been told point blank that he to spend time with Kieran. He wasn't going to hurt Kieran's feelings just because Abel was suddenly feeling lonely. In hindsight he almost wished he'd waited to tell Abel about their conversation, however it was too late now.

Padding towards the counter, Jakob leaned against one while Kieran pulled out two mugs and fiddled with the machine. Seeing him take out a box of kpods, Jakob came closer. He quietly thanked the male as he then looked over the brands. Most of them he was familiar with, while there also a few he'd never tried. After a little digging, he plucked a Starbucks Pike Place medium roast and lifted the lid to place it in the machine. Closing the lid once more, he placed one of the two mugs on the drip tray, and selected his mug size. Turning his attention back to Kieran he watched him for a few minutes as he went in search of the waffle iron. "Do you need help with anything?" he asked curiously.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • Kieran didn't understand what was wrong with Abel. He had a guess but it didn't make sense. It was the first time they were sharing the same partner. Kieran could only assume Abel was jealous of their relationship. Miguel and he had an understanding. Sex with Abel was fine but if it went beyond that then he would probably end the relationship. He understood the need for a polyamorous relationship but he would only go so far.

Letting Miguel pick his own coffee, Kirean went in search of the waffle iron. He didn't use it often or at least as often as he'd like. Kieran found the waffle iron as he set it on the island. He unwrapped the extension cord and plugged it into the side of the island. Kieran glanced toward Miguel as he questioned him. He shook his head, "No, I'm good. Just go ahead and relax." Kieran replied smiling at Miguel.
He returned to the pantry grabbing out all the dry ingredients then setting them on the island as well.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Jakob wasn't too sure what was wrong with the male either. He was pretty sure that Abel had no desire for something more than sex from him. But at the same time it almost seemed as though he wanted to exclusively be his, which wasn't going to happen. Jakob might have a physical attraction to the man, but the only person he wanted to be with both emotionally and physically was Kieran. Their relationship was still a little shaky and he didn't want to do anything more to make Kieran leave. So Abel was either going to have to vocalize what was wrong with him or this arrangement wasn't going to work.

Standing beside the counter he looked through the various coffee pods before picking one out for himself and setting it in the machine. While he waited for his coffee to brew, he turned to see the male bent over and searching through the cabinets for waffle iron. Jakob didn't mind helping out and expressed it so. However, he was shot down and instructed otherwise. Smiling back at the male, he nodded. "Okay." he then replied. Moving towards the fridge, Jakob took out the coffee creamer and brought it over to the Keurig. The machine hissed and spat as the last few driblets fell into his mug. Taking out his mug, he set it aside for a moment as he placed Kieran's own on to the drip tray and took out the used pod. After tossing it in the trash he came back to pour a generous amount of creamer into his coffee. When he was finished, he replaced the creamer in the fridge and grabbed a spoon from the drawer. Taking his coffee, Jakob went to sit down at the table.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • There was no time soon that Abel was going to vocalize his feelings. He didn't even understand them. Abel was merely jealous of something he couldn't have. He didn't understand boundaries either. Abel knew Miguel preferred Kieran over himself. Although he was merely being petty because he could.

Kieran appreciated the help but he didn't need it. He knew Miguel was probably still in some pain and just wanted him to relax. Kieran moved around the kitchen grabbing different ingredients as well as bowls and measuring items. He set them on the island beside the waffle iron. Kieran moved onto the fridge to get the wet ingredients such as eggs, milk and butter. Those items were set on the island as well. He knew he'd have a big mess to clean up after but he didn't care.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

The idea of Abel being jealous simply did not make any sense to him. After all the man had told him point blank, that he did not want him and there was nothing about him to be jealous of. When he said he still wanted Abel sexually, he never said he was going to give up his relationship with Kieran. Nor would he even consider the idea. Abel could pout and be petty all he liked. If he wanted to stop things before they even started he was fine with that. He could easily continue being with Kieran and only Kieran.

After making his coffee, Jakob asked the male if he needed any help. It came as no surprise that he didn't. So instead he walked over towards the kitchen table and set his mug down to let his drink cool. Making himself comfortable, Jakob watched as the male dug through the cabinets and pulled out various items. He found it rather interesting to watch him be so domestic. "Do you like cooking?" he asked curiously. He remembered Kieran mentioning that he could cook. But he wasn't entirely sure if he exactly liked it or he learned simply because he had to.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • It was true that Abel didn't want Miguel. They had no compatibility other than sexually. He couldn't provide Miguel with a more emotional relationship. After all he didn't think Miguel cared much about him either way. He was just a warm body who could give good c**k, nothing more.

While Kieran moved around the kitchen, he could feel Miguel's eyes on him. He wasn't bothered as he continued gathering what he needed. Kieran didn't need a recipe, what he had was in his head. He soon heard Miguel question him. Kieran glanced toward him. He shrugged lightly, "Sometimes, I've been cooking since I was younger." Kieran replied as he started on mixing the dry ingredients in a bowl.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

He didn't expect any sort of emotional relationship out of Abel. A part of him still doubted he could even produce feelings of tenderness or care. Though it seemed that he was good enough at mimicking them. He'd be an idiot to want to try for something more. At least with Kieran his knew his feelings were genuine and held no motive behind his actions. Sitting across the room he couldn't help to stare at him. He had only seen this side of the male once before when he was still stalking Abel. Despite their short time together it almost felt like a life time ago when that had happened. Jakob didn't allow his thoughts to linger long before deciding to question him.

He watched as the male looked up from what he was doing before shrugging his shoulders. He nodded a little as the male soon answered him, though his words were brief. "What's your favorite thing to make?" he asked again. Jakob wasn't planning to pester the man for too much longer so if he found his questions annoying he could stop. But for now he was curious to know how much the male would allow him to pry. He didn't want to know much, just a few questions and nothing more.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • Kieran wasn't bothered by Miguel's questions. After all they had agreed to communicate more. If Miguel wanted to ask him anything then he would answer. Indeed his words were brief after all his childhood was s**t. He practically raised himself after all his mother didn't. Kieran glanced toward Miguel as he questioned him again. He wasn't bothered by his questions. Kieran rather encouraged it after all it would make things interesting. "I don't really have a favorite dish to make." He replied as he continued putting the ingredients together. "Is there anything you like to eat? Maybe I can make it for you another time." Kieran asked as he mixed the dry ingredients together with a whisk.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

Jakob knew his endless questions could be annoying at times. So he was happy that for once Kieran wasn't bothered by them. While it was true that they had agreed to talk more, he also wanted to be mindful and not talk his ear off. Not only that, knowing what he did about Kieran's childhood he wasn't sure he wanted him trying to dig too much information out of him just yet. Jakob kept his questions mostly food so he could avoid touching on such boundaries. He listened as Kieran answered once more before turning the conversation towards him. He didn't mind. After all, it was only fair the man should get to ask him a few questions in return. "Since you're asking, is it safe to assume you're asking about my favorite American foods? Or is this your way of telling me you're actually familiar with foreign recipes like kartoffelkloesse and Feijoada?" he asked in return. Jakob didn't mind if he was asking in general for one type of food or all foods. However, he didn't want to get his hopes up thinking Kieran might actually know how to cook him something from home. Seeing as the man was American, it would make sense if he wasn't familiar with such recipes.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • A lot of what Kieran knew how to cook was American though some was Mexican. He didn't learn a lot of cooking from his mother. She barely cared about his health and well-being. Kieran was lucky if he got a baloney sandwich for dinner; other times he went to bed hungry.

He wasn't making promises to know how to make everything. Kieran though could try if given the perfect recipe. He questioned Miguel listening as he replied. Kieran smiled lightly at his words. "Well yes, something I can actually attempt to make… Although if you have a recipe I would at least try and make it, if you want?" He commented as he moved onto mixing the wet and dry ingredients.

 

[Pure Acid Dreamer]

It came as no surprise that Kieran primarily cooked American dishes. Though it would have been interesting if he did happen to know how to cook something like what he could get at home. Still, Jakob wasn't picky. He'd come to love quite a few American foods over the years and he was quite looking forward to trying Kieran's cooking. As he was soon questioned, Jakob answered with a question of his own to clarify things. Picking up his mug, he pursed his lips and softly blew away the rising steam before taking a cautious sip.

Across the kitchen the male smiled at him as he answered his question. "Oh I wish I did. My aunt doesn't share her feijoada recipe with anyone. And granny Inge doesn't have a specific recipe for kartoffelkloesse. She's one of those people who just grabs what she needs and doesn't measure anything. And any time I try to ask her to how to make it, she just says, "Jakob, you've watched me make this plenty of times. You know how make it." But really what she means is I know what goes into a kartoffelkloesse. Looking up a recipe is probably simple enough but who knows it'll come out the same. It's one of those everyone has their own version of it kind of recipes." he replied, smiling back at the male. Setting down his mug, Jakob shifted slightly in his chair as he crossed one leg over the other. "I guess if you were going to cook more something more American, I want something simple. Like chicken and vegetables or steak and a baked potato....I don't know. What's your ideal version of a home cooked meal?" he asked again.

 

[xDarkWinterx]

⋮ ۩ ) • • • After Kieran mixed the wet and dry ingredients, he was ready to pour the batter onto the iron. He lifted the lid of the waffle maker and poured equal amounts onto the two sides. Kieran closed the lid and waited for them to be done. He had enough batter to make about ten. Kieran wasn't sure how hungry Miguel was though his own stomach was growling softly.

He glanced at Miguel as he spoke of his favorite foods. Kieran could understand the logic of family recipes. Although he didn't have such memories. He didn't really have family meals until he met Abel that wasn't until highschool.

The waffle maker beeped alerting him,that it was done with the first batch. He grabbed a plate from the cabinet along with tongs from the drawer. Kirean opened the waffle maker and pulled out the waffles setting them on the plate. He added more batter as he turned his attention to Miguel. Kieran listened as Miguel spoke of something more reasonable that he could probably cook.

He wasn't surprised as Miguel turned the question on him however. "Hmm, well I like chicken chili with cornbread, chicken parmesan, and fajitas are just a few things I'd probably cook." Kieran replied knowing they were probably weird options. However he grew up eating whatever Abel's mother cooked for them at times. He didn't branch out a lot though he enjoyed cooking.