Summary: It’s your first full day living at the New York Sanctum and you have decided to cook dinner for your boyfriend, Doctor Strange. The main course and dessert are planned but what or who will end up being the first course? Read on to find out.
The New York Sanctum is a place of magic. Its a place where there are sentient doors, garments. There are things there that no one could possibly imagine. Unless they were a magic wielder themselves.
Its not out of the ordinary to witness something spectacular there, but there is a form of magic that isnt or wasnt practiced much until now. Until you moved in as the girlfriend to the master of the Sanctum, Doctor Stephen Strange.
It was your first full day living at the Sanctum and you were already trying to make a good impression. Because one of your passions was cooking, you wanted to make a couple of your favorite recipes for your boyfriend. You knew the perfect ones to start off with.
Because it was a cool, crisp fall day, you felt that soup and a sweet dessert would be the perfect way to start. But unfortunately, you discovered that the kitchen at the Sanctum wasnt very well stocked. Because your boyfriend was often gone, he kept only some of the basics on hand. Also because he was used to only keeping things stocked for him, it was all things he could eat on the go. This was gonna take some work.
So you made a list and ran down to the local store to get what you needed. On the way back, with arms loaded down, you stopped by the liquor store for one particular type of booze. You made an interesting picture carrying all your items back, but you managed it.
After unloading it all, you got started. Because the dessert was going to take longer to put together, you decided to start with that. You opted to make your famous Bourbon Apple Cobbler. After peeling, cutting up and mixing the apples with the rest of the ingredients, you turned to making homemade buttermilk biscuits to put on top. The kitchen was left smelling like a fall candle.
Once the cobbler was in the oven, you turned to cleaning up for the next bit, silently cursing just how much of a mess you made. After it finished baking, you took it out to cool and then turned to the main course, Zuppa Toscana.
While you cooked the italian sausage, garlic and onions, you cut up some small potatoes. Once the meat was done, you put it all in the crockpot, along with some soup stock and set it to cook on low. The last few ingredients would be added later.
Around three in the afternoon, the Master of the Sanctum returned. He had a long night and he was eager to see how you were getting on. Hearing a bit of noise coming from the kitchen, he went to investigate. As he got closer the smell of italian sausage hit his nose, along with the smell of baked goods, making his mouth water.
Walking in, he spotted a crockpot on the countertop being used. He also saw a baking dish set off to the side. You on the other hand were busy at the sink, scrubbing off the last remaining dishes.As quietly as he could, he snuck up behind you, wrapped his arms around you and kissed you.
Summary: It’s your first full day living at the New York Sanctum and you have decided to cook dinner for your boyfriend, Doctor Strange. The main course and dessert are planned but what or who will end up being the first course? Read on to find out.
The New York Sanctum is a place of magic. Its a place where there are sentient doors, garments. There are things there that no one could possibly imagine. Unless they were a magic wielder themselves.
Its not out of the ordinary to witness something spectacular there, but there is a form of magic that isnt or wasnt practiced much until now. Until you moved in as the girlfriend to the master of the Sanctum, Doctor Stephen Strange.
It was your first full day living at the Sanctum and you were already trying to make a good impression. Because one of your passions was cooking, you wanted to make a couple of your favorite recipes for your boyfriend. You knew the perfect ones to start off with.
Because it was a cool, crisp fall day, you felt that soup and a sweet dessert would be the perfect way to start. But unfortunately, you discovered that the kitchen at the Sanctum wasnt very well stocked. Because your boyfriend was often gone, he kept only some of the basics on hand. Also because he was used to only keeping things stocked for him, it was all things he could eat on the go. This was gonna take some work.
So you made a list and ran down to the local store to get what you needed. On the way back, with arms loaded down, you stopped by the liquor store for one particular type of booze. You made an interesting picture carrying all your items back, but you managed it.
After unloading it all, you got started. Because the dessert was going to take longer to put together, you decided to start with that. You opted to make your famous Bourbon Apple Cobbler. After peeling, cutting up and mixing the apples with the rest of the ingredients, you turned to making homemade buttermilk biscuits to put on top. The kitchen was left smelling like a fall candle.
Once the cobbler was in the oven, you turned to cleaning up for the next bit, silently cursing just how much of a mess you made. After it finished baking, you took it out to cool and then turned to the main course, Zuppa Toscana.
While you cooked the italian sausage, garlic and onions, you cut up some small potatoes. Once the meat was done, you put it all in the crockpot, along with some soup stock and set it to cook on low. The last few ingredients would be added later.
Around three in the afternoon, the Master of the Sanctum returned. He had a long night and he was eager to see how you were getting on. Hearing a bit of noise coming from the kitchen, he went to investigate. As he got closer the smell of italian sausage hit his nose, along with the smell of baked goods, making his mouth water.
Walking in, he spotted a crockpot on the countertop being used. He also saw a baking dish set off to the side. You on the other hand were busy at the sink, scrubbing off the last remaining dishes.As quietly as he could, he snuck up behind you, wrapped his arms around you and kissed you.
“Stephen, home already?” You said, turning around to greet him properly.
“More like finally.” Stephen noted, keeping a hold on you.
“When did you leave this morning? You were already gone by the time I got up.”
At that, Stephen looked a little sheepish.
“You didnt come to bed last night, did you?” You guessed.
“No. I was about to around midnight when something came up.” Stephen explained. “You looked as if you’d just fallen asleep so I didn’t want to wake you.”
“Will you have to leave again soon?”
“Hopefully no. I think I managed to calm things down for now.” Stephen said, still not sure if he had made the right call. Only time would tell if he had.
Turning to more pleasant matters, he asked “What’s all this? It smells wonderful. ”
“Dinner and dessert. I made Zuppa Toscana and Bourbon Apple Cobbler.”
“Bourbon Apple Cobbler?” Stephen asked, greatly curious.
“Yes.“
Stephen was touched. Though you had surprised him with meals before, it was still a unique feeling to come home to a meal waiting for him cooked by someone who had his heart.
“So, when do we eat?”
“I put the soup on a little bit ago, its not going to be ready till about 8.” You said. “But I can make you a snack.”
“That sounds wonderful. But first I’m going to get cleaned up and relax a bit.”
“Alright, come find me when you are done.”
Stephen walked away to tend to matters. In your private chambers, he stripped down and showered, already formulating just how to show you his appreciation later on that evening.
After a bit, you hadn’t seen or heard from Stephen so you went to check on him. You soon found him passed out on the bed. From the looks of it, he had enough energy to shower and put on a pair of boxer briefs and crash out.
Knowing he hadn’t slept all night and that you would have to mind dinner anyway, you went and pulled the curtains closed to make the room darker. Giving Stephen a gentle kiss on the forehead, you left the room and closed the door quietly behind you.
Setting a timer for later, you booted up your laptop and decided to go over some of your work emails and get a Head Start on the manuscript your boss had sent you that morning. The biggest advantage of your job was the fact that you could work from anywhere. As long as everything got done on time, your boss didn’t care.
About 7 PM the timer went off. Checking on the soup you used a fork to test the potatoes and saw they were almost done. You then added the last 2 ingredients: frozen kale and some heavy whipping cream, gave the soup a stir and put the lid back on and bumped the temperature up to high.
It was then you decided it was time to check on Stephen. Walking into the bedroom you saw that he was still sound asleep on his back. Or he appeared to be. You considered letting him sleep longer but you also wanted to make sure he had a fresh meal.
Crawling onto the bed you straddled him, brought your lips to his ear and murmured sweetly his name. He quickly opened his eyes and moved about. His eyes noted the fact that the drapes were pulled. Looking at the clock he groaned when he saw how late it was in the evening.
"Good evening handsome. How was your nap?”
Stephen stretched out a bit, noting the feeling of you astride him. Seeing you on top of him made him smile not just because you were there but because it reminded him of the wonderful dreams that he had during his nap. Some parts were very sweet. Some were more than a little sinful. And the latter caused him to still be very hard.
“Much needed.” He purred as he started running his hands up your thighs. “ Though it would have been better to have you here.”
"If it hadn’t been for work and dinner I would have". You remarked as you leaned over to kiss him. Stephen wrapped his arms around you as your lips found his, moaning softly as you playfully pulled on his lower lip.
For a few moments all the 2 of you could do was think about how much you needed each other and how much the 2 of you needed some time alone. With Stephen often being called away, sometimes you only saw each other in passing. But now was as good a time as any to enjoy each other a bit.
With you still on top of him he raised his hands up your stomach and up to your chest feeling to find out what bra you had on. Feeling that it was a front clasp he quickly unhooked it and began massaging your breasts.
It wasn’t long before Stephen felt you grow hot between your legs. He delighted in hearing you whimper between kisses as he caressed you. It made him think back to the night before, when he had planned to come to bed and wake you up just long enough to make love to you. But that hadn’t happened. Now it was time to make up for that.
“Do we have time?” He asked between kisses, his deep voice filled with lust.
“Oh
You got off of Stephen long enough for you to strip off your clothes. Stephen himself removed his boxers and tossed them aside. He then took himself in hand and began stroking himself while he watched you strip down. He might have used his powers to make your clothes remove themselves, but it was far more enticing watching you do it.
Watching Stephen work himself over made your mouth water and made you even more wet between your legs. If you had known before that he was already hard for you, you might have woken him up by swallowing him. But nothing said you couldn’t do so anyway.
Stephen still had his cock in his hand as you crawled back onto the bed. He saw the feral look in your eyes as you made for his dick. Stephen didn’t let go of it until he felt you wrap your lips around the tip of it, sucking on it hard. He let out a deep shudder as he felt your mouth reach the base of it.
He proved himself up so he could watch you as well as feel you. His moans were as loud as yours, if not louder and only got more feral as he felt your head move up and down his shaft. Making even more pleasurable was the feeling of your hand massaging his balls as well.
Glancing up at him, watching him do his damndest to hold it together was so exotic. Being able to reduce him to such as blushing mess with just your mouth was quite the ego boost.
But it was also torment for you. Divine torment yes ,but just the same. As delicious as his cock was, as wonderful as it was filling 0your mouth and the back of your throat, your pussy ached tremendously. All you wanted was for it to be filled just as full as your mouth. No matter if it was with Stephen’s tongue, his fingers or his dick.
You tried to keep your hands in place while you kept at him, but you were questioning just how much longer you could hold off.
Stephen could sense your frustration in more ways than one. He had an idea that might resolve it, that was if he could pull it off. It was something the two of you discussed before but hadn’t attempted.
Stephen waited until you weren’t look, formed a hand sign, closed his eyes, and hoped for the best.
You were doing so well keeping it all together as you deep throated Stephen again. Your focus was where it should be. Until it wasn’t. Out of nowhere, you felt another pair of lips on you, and not just anywhere. Whomever they were, they were quickly working their way up your thighs, their facial hair brushing against your skin.
Letting go of Stephen, you glanced down between your legs and saw, to your shock, it was…Stephen. A perfect duplicate of him, with his face now buried deeply in your opening, exploring you like mad.
Looking back up at who you thought was Stephen, you saw that he was struggling to hold the spell.
“Keep going.”
Just as you swallowed him again, you felt the other Stephen’s tongue slip into your hole and swirl around. Instantly your legs began to shake. He then proceeded to make it better, or worse, by running his thumb over your swollen clit.
The whole affair was pushing Stephen to his limits, mentally and physically. He wanted to hold out long enough for you to come first, but he didn’t know how much longer till he blew his load. There was also the chance he could pass out from the strain of the spell first.
His attention was drawn to the sounds of you whimpering loudly. He saw your legs begin to shake more, signaling to him that you were about to come very hard.As much as he didn’t want to break the spell, he didn’t want to miss out on you making a mess all over him.
Stephen broke the spell which caused you to stop and gasp for air. He quickly grabbed you,flipped you on your back and guided himself into you. With how worked up the both of you were,a slow steady rhythm wasn’t going to suffice. Within seconds, Stephen was pounded into you so hard and fast the bed was shaking and banging against the wall.
Though your rhythm had been briefly interrupted, it quickly built back up to a fever pitch. Pinned firmly to the bed by Stephen, you could only wrap your arms tightly around his neck as he sped up. Stephen growled like a wild animal as he felt you grip him even tighter.
“Come for me.Now.”
Stephen kept at you as you came, groaning aloud as he felt you throbbing and as he heard you moan his name over and over. He kept at you as hard as he could, pushing to finish strong.
You were still in the middle of your climax when Stephen swore loudly, gripped the sheets under him tightly and blew his load into you. Each wave of pleasure was immense. He shuddered deeply as he felt himself tighten up.
Stephen slowed down a bit, only stopping when he felt himself go soft. He remained inside you as he did, laying his forehead on yours.
The both of you lay breathless, covered in sweat. Stephen opened his eyes and stared into yours longingly as you lay underneath him, still lost in post-coital bliss.
Gently he brought a hand up and caressed your cheek. You responded in kind by kissing the palm of his hand.
“Are you alright?” He asked, gently.
“Yeah.” You responded, still a bit breathless. “I just didn’t expect you to cast that spell.”
“Was it too much?” He asked, a bit concerned.
“No, it was amazing. Unexpected, but amazing.” You confessed, giving him a quick kiss to reassure him.
“If a spell is ever too much, promise me you will tell me.” Stephen said.
“Scout’s honor.”
Reassured, Stephen kiss you deeply, running his fingers through your hair. After breaking the kiss, he rolled off of you to allow you to move. It was then that Stephen felt his stomach growl a bit. He hadn’t eaten since the night before and now it was catching up with him.
“I don’t know about you, but I am starved. When did you say dinner was ready again?”
“Oh at…Oh shit!”
You quickly rolled out of bed, grabbing your robe, covering yourself with it and dashed out into the kitchen.
Stephen soon followed. He found you in the kitchen,stirring the soup, a look of relief on your face.
“Still good?”
“Yes, perfect timing actually. ” You said. “Let’s eat.”
Stephen helped you by grabbing some bowls and cutlery. After turning the crockpot off, you reached into the fridge for one last ingredient, parmesan cheese.
Lading up some soup and adding cheese on top, you waited nervously as Stephen took the first bite. Instantly he closed his eyes, and moaned a bit.
“Oh my God, that’s amazing."
"I’m glad. I just hope you like the desert too.” You said, relieved.
“You made it, I know it will be wonderful.”
The two of you enjoyed a wonderful dinner together. Sure enough, the dessert was a hit as well, with Stephen eating at least half of it and asking that you make it often.
Throughout the whole dinner Stephen marveled just how much he enjoyed this bit of domesticity. It was something he hadn’t had in his life for a very long time. He hadn’t realized just how much he needed it until today. He hadn’t realized till now just how much you made the Sanctum a home till now.
After dinner, Stephen pulled you into his arms and held you tightly, looking forward to spending every day and night like this with you. It was now he fully understood the phrase “Home is where the heart is.”
