A Muse's Inspiration (closed for Poprockz)

[Poprockz]

She could see his fingers twitching and decided that she was going to fuck with him. Just a little.

Euterpe sat up and got on all fours, crawling her way out and around so she could approach him from the south. His shirt hung loosely downward while his boxers accentuated her ass. While her hair was a bit frazzled, it was still long and beautiful in a wind-swept way. All-in-all, she gave the impression of a self-assured jaguar coming to lazily stalk her prey.

"I want your hands behind your head, and I want them to remain there until I say so." her tone was sultry, though it was clear that she expected him to comply. "If you take them out, I'll stop what I'm doing and you'll be left to take care of the rest yourself." She came to stop with her hands on either side of his hips, a smirk on her face. "Do you understand, Blake?"

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Even just the sight of Euterpe walking around him on the bed on all fours was erotic as hell. It had Blake's cock jumping with every sway of her ass. He had to stifle a groan with the bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes, near black with lust, followed her every move. Even disheveled as she was, she was absolutely beautiful, the kind of woman who could wade through the rain and crawl through the mud yet still look absolutely stunning afterwards.

Euterpe's words spoken in that sultry pulled the groan that Blake had been trying to stifle from between his lips, his hips twitching as he realized that she knew just how badly he wanted to participate, to show even that slightest bit of appreciation as she pleasured him. "Y-yes, Euterpe..."Blake stammered softly after a long and hard swallow. He then did as she bade him, lifting his quaking hands up and behind his head, of course laying his head on top of them, hopefully to keep them there. Even as he did so though, he watched the way she continued to stalk forward, that tiny smirk on her face as she held his gaze, even when she finally stopped moving with a hand on either side of him next to his hips.

 

[Poprockz]

"Good boy," she said, pleased. The muse slid her hands up his thighs and back down while keeping eye-contact, though she soon dipped her head to kiss his left thigh near his knee. Her lips lingered on his skin, and she soon left a trail of agonizingly slow kisses as she made her way closer and closer to his groin. All the while, her other hand slowly stroked back and forth on the right leg. By the time she got there, she wanted him to need it. She wanted him to be straining against his cloth confines with desperation.

When she finally got to the point where logic would indicate that his cock was next, her mouth passed over his cock and she started kissing her way down his stomach. All the while, her amber eyes would check on him to see how he was faring so far.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake's flush deepened when Euterpe called him a good boy, making him gasp and breathe in panting breaths. He of course course held her gaze, or more accurately, had his gaze held by hers as she slid her hands up his thighs, the sight of it utterly entrancing as he watched her head dip. To say that he was anticipating the touch of those lips would be an understatement, and the first touch of them pulled out another sharp exhale from him. Her lips were so very soft, and the trail she pressed up his thigh was agonizingly slow. His muscles tightened, his toes curled, and his fists clenched, all in anticipation as she got closes and closer to the cock that desperately craved her attention. It was even taking a conscious effort to keep his teeth from chattering.

Euterpe's sudden jump past his painfully hard cock to his stomach actually pulled a groan of dismay from Blake. The lapse in concentration came with a brief chattering of his teeth as well. His entire body quaked with need, from his curled toes to the clenched fists that he was deliberately pushing his head down upon to make sure he didn't move. His eyes were truly black with his lust now, and they held the gaze of the muse as they waited for the pleasure she promised, trying so hard not to disappoint in the process.

 

[Poprockz]

A small smirk curled her lips again at the sound of his groan. It was so nice to have such power over someone else, to make them practically mad with lust. She could see why Aphrodite used to make a sport of such things.

"You're being so good right now, I think you've earned a reward." Euterpe's slender fingers lighted on his stomach and she walked two of her digits down until they reached the elastic of his boxers. She then pulled them out and down to release his erection, though she let the band stretch down before she gently let it go. In that position, it was now perched under and behind his balls, propping them up slightly. He had such a nice cock she thought to herself, admiring it for a moment before wetting her lips with her tongue.

"When it's time for you to cum, you may do so in my mouth, and I promise to swallow every-" her mouth kissed his torso right above his base.

"Last." A hot breath passed over his shaft as she positioned herself to hover over his glistening head.

"Drop."

With that she descended, her open mouth enveloping his cock as her lips wrapped around it snuggly. Her mouth was hot and wet, and she made sure to swirl her tongue around the hard mushroom she now had ensnared.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake flushed to almost beet red when Euterpe said once more how good he was being and said he deserved a reward. He fought back a smile, not wanting to seem prideful, even as he held the eyes of the beautiful goddess. Even holding her gaze as he was though, he watched as her fingers walked down his stomach to the waistband of his boxers, hooked within it, and slowly pulled them down. He wanted so badly to lift his ass to help her take them off, but she seemed to have other ideas when she dipped them down a bit before slowly letting them go, leaving the waistband perched behind his swollen balls, propping them up for her. The position naturally set his mind ablaze, wondering what she had in mind for him. His lapse in attention left his jaw slack for just a moment, making his teeth chatter before he caught himself and grit them once more.

The press of Euterpe's lips, the feel of her breath, and even just the sight of her as she inched closer to his cock, not to mention her words, had Blake completely and utterly entranced. "I-I-I..." He started a few times before giving up, trying desperately to swallow the lump in his throat, and finally just nodding his understanding.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..." Blake cussed softly, his eyes closed of their own volition, despite his best efforts and intentions. His hands opened the second he felt her divine mouth on his cock, if only so that he could reclose his right hand around at least someone's hair, even if it had to be his own. His own left hand gripped painfully tight against his right hand, but it couldn't be helped. It was all he could do to keep his hands away from that frazzled but gorgeous mess of sandy blond hair of hers, something that was made all the harder when he felt the first swipe of her tongue around the hard and swollen mushroom-shaped head of his cock. The feel of it made his teeth chatter once more, despite him having had his jaw set, and his hips also lifted involuntarily in an attempt to push his cock further into her mouth. He did manage to force his hips back down immediately afterwards, but the effort left him a gasping and panting mess.

 

[Poprockz]

Her eyes crinkled slightly with amusement from watching how the simple act of taking him in her mouth had him almost writhing. She had assumed he might buck, so she had lifted with his hips to prevent him from driving himself into her throat. Euterpe was the one running the show this time, after all.

She sucked on his cock, moving her mouth up and down his manhood an inch or so. Her lips were sealed tightly around him, ensuring that she didn't drool down his cock. This time, at least. Sloppy blowjobs weren't a bad thing, but at the moment she wanted things to be more contained. The muse's right hand held his cock steady, moving and stroking in rhythm with her mouth as though it was an extension of it. Some of her sandy hair fell into her face, blocking his view for a moment or two until she reached up and tucked it behind her ear. If he opened his eyes, she wanted him to be able to see her as she made a meal out of his cock.

Pulling off for a moment, she gave his length a long lick up the bottom-side of it. Her spit was slightly creamy from what was leaking from him, and he could see it on her tongue as she smeared it against his sensitive skin.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake's breathes came in long but sharp panting breaths, each coming with the downstrokes of Euterpe's mouth and hand. His head occasionally flopping from side to side, his eyes yet to open, again despite his desire to watch everything she was doing, and of course meet the gaze of the beautiful goddess.

It was the feeling of Euterpe pulling off of his cock that finally made Blake open his eyes. It came with a sharp gasp, and even made his entire body imitate a crunching motion, effectively doing a sit-up as he lifted his upper body off of the bed. It was sheer luck rather than conscious though that kept his hands behind his head. His eyes continued to burn black with lust as he both held hers and watched and felt her run her tongue up the bottom of his throbbing cock, the action pulling a low groan from his body before his upper body collapsed back against the bed once more. His eyes stayed open though, staring a hole through the amber ones of the goddess as he watched her smear the creamy fluid of her spit against the hyper-sensitive skin of his cock that pulsed and twitched beneath her knowing attentions.

 

[Poprockz]

Wow, he was really into this. The amount of self-restraint he was showing despite his clear, powerful need to participate was commendable. As was the fact that he had managed to keep his hands where she wanted them.

Her tongue dragged back down his shaft, this time rubbing down the side of his cock. When she reached the base, she went further so she could give his balls -so nicely propped up for her- some love. His sack felt nice and heavy in her mouth, full of the cum that he would eventually shoot into her throat and down to her belly. Her plump lips enveloped the sack and her tongue explored, rubbing and pushing against it almost as though she was simply playing with it in her mouth.

She groaned a lustful noise before closing her eyes and sucking on it, using her tongue to push out one side of his sack and draw the other side in so it too could be bullied. In some ways it looked as though she was tongue-kissing him, making out with his balls in an enthusiastic show of eroticism. All the while, her hand had been jerking off his slick shaft, occasionally rubbing her thumb teasingly around the tip of his mushroom.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

The downward drag of Euterpe's tongue on his shaft of course felt good, but nowhere near as good as when it kept going to his oft neglected balls. Even when she'd propped them up with his boxers like she had, he still hadn't expected that she'd treat them to such worshipful attention, let alone from her plump lips and knowledgeable tongue.

In the end, it was the lustful groan from Euterpe that made Blake abandon what little shame he'd had left in that moment. "Please, Euterpe!" He cried out shamelessly as his hands gripped his hair and hand harder. "Please may I touch you? May I move my hands and touch you?!" His cries were loud and shameless as he felt her French-kissing his balls, watched her jerking his cock, and savored her teasing the hypersensitive tip with her sinfully skilled thumb. Every motion was designed to leave him a quivering mess, and each one bringing him that much closer to it. He didn't know how he'd lasted this long, but he hoped that in throwing himself on her mercy, she would have pity on him.

 

[Poprockz]

“Hmm…” Euterpe hummed thoughtfully. His sack was given one last lingering lick before it was abandoned with only the slick remnants of her saliva to remember her by.

“No you may not,” she replied matter-of-factly. “But since you asked so sweetly, I’ll give you some relief.” It was so tempting to simply edge him on until he truly was a gibbering mess, but she respected that he had the balls to put his pride aside and beg for the chance to caress her.

The muse moved her mouth swiftly back up so she could practically swallow his sword. This time she didn’t take him shallow, but allowed his head to push past her tonsils and into her throat. All the way down she went until her dainty nose gave his torso an Eskimo kiss. A little-known fact was that Euterpe had actually received a boon from Aphrodite at one point after having assisted her in seducing a blind man by accompanying her in a musical performance. In turn, her blessing was that she would never gag on a cock.

This skill was used to the fullest as she bobbed voraciously upon him. Her throat muscles could be felt squeezing him as she swallowed their combination of spit and precum. She knew he wouldn’t be able to last long this way, especially with how close he already was. The final touch was reaching down and giving his sack a gentle squeeze as though commanding him to give up his seed to his beautiful muse.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake let out a wail of dismay at Euterpe's refusal, but the wail quickly turned into a groan halfway through as he watched her mouth jump from his balls to his cock, pouncing on it and taking it to the hilt in her throat in a single motion. If the sight of it alone wasn't enough to have his body crunching into that sit-up position once more, then the feel of it certainly was. His eyes were utterly transfixed on the sight of the goddess bobbing on his cock while his body yielded to her unspoken commands.

The first swallow of Euterpe's throat around his cock would have been enough for Blake to blow his load straight to her stomach if he hadn't just woken up, but just because he could last a bit longer didn't mean that he was immune to the sensations coursing through his cock. "FUCK...FUCK...FUUUUUU..." Blake exclaimed as his hands took up a white-knuckle grip on his hair and other hand, anything to keep them in place as his entire body rocked with the voracious blowjob he was receiving.

The tingling build in Blake's belly quickly, more quickly than he would have liked, but he was helpless to stop it. He was a slave to the feel, the sight, the feel, sound, and the fucking FEEL of the best blowjob he'd ever received! His teeth chattered as the tingling surged down to his balls, balls that Euterpe was gently squeezing, coaxing, milking... Blake tried to hold the feeling back, tightening every muscle in his body, even his legs around the muse between them, but it was no use. That tingling surge up his cock as took it fully once more, and his cum erupted from him as her throat muscles milked it from him. His entire body wracked with convulsions as pulse after pulse of his cum shot from his cock into her waiting throat, and even when his strength faded and he collapsed back against the bed in a gasping, panting, and rasping mess, several aftershocks wracked his body as he desperately tried to get oxygen back into his heaving lungs.

"May...I...move...my...hands...now..." Blake barely managed between heaving breaths, still wanting to caress the beautiful goddess if she'd let him, and maybe, just maybe, return the favor that she'd just done him.

 

[Poprockz]

As promised, every gooey gift of cum was swallowed, sliding down her throat to disappear inside her. She had always found swallowing a man's cum to be erotic and it was the same in that moment. Oh, the tingles it sent down her spine... She also felt pride and satisfaction from having made him lose his load with such gusto. Truly, she wondered if he was always this enthusiastic. He did say he hadn't had sex in a while, so perhaps it was the first blowjob he had been given in some time. Yes, that would explain how consumed he had been.

"Yes, you can move your hands now," she chuckled, licking the cum off her lips after having dislodged the shaft still snuggly sitting in her esophagus.

The muse sighed and looked at him with a satisfied smile, going to lie on her side with her head propped up by her hand. "By the way, I gave you quite a lot of inspiration last night. It would be in your best interest to let me siphon some of that from you before we're parted again."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake's hands moved the very second that Euterpe gave him permission to do so, moving to caress her beautiful hair like he'd wanted to do all along. He made no move to push, pull, or hold her on his cock when she made to move from between his legs though, despite how much he truly missed the feel of her there.

When Euterpe settled on her side beside him, he propped a hand beneath his head to do the same, leaving his other hand to rest limply on his hip. "That was...you were...incredible..." Blake said softly, with no small amount of awe in his voice. "I've had...what some would say more than my fair share of blowjobs, but none of them come close to holding a candle to that one..." He finished, looking at the goddess with a new sense of awe.

Blake heard Euterpe's words about siphoning off some of the inspiration he'd been given, and knew well enough the consequences of not doing it, but was forced with a dilemma of sorts. He could of course wait for her to initiate the kiss, he could bring up the kiss himself for her to initiate it, or...His eyes, now back to it's normal color, flicked to find her amber ones. "Then there's no time..." He started with a hint of hesitation as he lifted his previously limp hand from his hip. "...like the present..." He brought that hand forward to let his fingertips graze along her her neck as his thumb grazed her cheek. He then leaned his head forward, holding her gaze until the very last second when his head tilted and their lips met.

 

[Poprockz]

His flattery was well-received, though she knew it wasn't simply him trying to boost her ego. She knew her blowjob skills were far superior to most mortals so he was simply stating the truth.

Euterpe had been expecting the possibility that he might want to have the kiss now, but she had assumed he would simply ask for her to do it and allow her to take the lead. Instead, she found her eyes held by his as he slowly inched closer. Why did it feel like she could almost feel him when he was still an inch away? The muse found that her heart was beating more quickly and she worried that those feather-light touches to her neck might give away the quick pulse in her veins.

She didn't pull away from him, instead accepting the caress of his mouth and leaning into it. Her lips tingled slightly as she started to feel him out for energy. It was... quite a lot. More than last time, actually. He was far too receptive to her for his own good. A light kiss simply wouldn't do, not if they wanted to eat breakfast in any sort of timely manner. It wasn't as though she simply enjoyed kissing him, she just needed to be a bit more involved to get more energy out of him. Yes, that was it. Her pressure on his lips increased and she closed her eyes, her cheeks a soft pink.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake had been holding his breath as he inched forward, and continued to do so, even after his lips met Euterpe's soft and full ones. Even the tingling that her powers sent through his lips wasn't enough to calm him. In fact, it was only when she applied more pressure to his in that kiss that he truly relaxed, letting out the breath he held and taking a deep breath. His mouth opened as he inhaled, and he couldn't help but wonder if he stole some air directly from his muse's lungs in the process. He didn't fight the urge to tilt their heads this time though, and happily met her increased pressure with his own, deepening the kiss as he held her to it without true force with his hand, still resting on the side of her neck. His tongue seemed to have a mind of it's own, surging forward to flick against the muse's lips before he could stop it, like it was as drawn to her as he was.

Everything in Blake's body was telling him to push harder and go for more with Euterpe, but he fought against it, fought against the pounding heart that still hadn't fully slowed from her previous efforts, the ache to feel more of her lovely flesh beneath his fingertips, and her oh-so-alluring scent

 

[Poprockz]

His tongue was like a soft knock on the door, but this time someone was at home to answer it. Her lips parted and her tongue slipped out to invite him in like the gracious host she was. It flicked enticingly against his before caressing it more boldly. He had morning breath, but that wasn't something she cared about; they both did, after all. Well, her morning breath tasted more like cum, but still.

Her lips pressed against his and drew back in wet smacks, each time returning to him as though she was drawn to their soft warmth. It was enough for her to get side-tracked, the tingle in their lips sometimes abating when she forgot to that she was supposed to be drawing out more energy.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake's tongue pushed forward as he felt Euterpe's lips part for it, much like he'd done the previous night. This time though, it was her tongue that took the lead flicking against and caressing his, rather than the other way around like the previous night. It was so similar if one were on the outside looking but, but to be on the inside looking out, he basked in that difference. He felt her normal confidence in the enticing movements of her tongue, and didn't bat an eye at the taste of his cum on those lips and tongue. He'd more than proven during their shower that he, unlike many guys, could handle the taste and texture of it, in the heat of the moment at least.

The one strange thing that Blake noticed, aside from the pleasant way that Euterpe's lips drew back and pressed in, yielding a satisfying smacking sound all their own, was the way the tingling sensation in his own lips flickering on and off as the pair made out, as though the goddess was having a hard time focusing on the task at hand. The thought made his heart swell, but he didn't act on that assumption, not truly. He still yielded the majority of the control to her, save for the gentle hold his hand had on the side of her neck, which barely counted in his opinion.

Blake couldn't help but smile inwardly every time he heard his and Euterpe's lips smack, the sound reminding him so much of the high-five he'd taught her earlier, and similar to what she'd said then, he couldn't help but feel that the two of them seemed rather compatible in this area as well. His breath quickened with each press and release, his mouth soon dipping to meet hers after each brief break, their lips meeting in the middle every time, despite both of them having their eyes closed. Even after Blake felt that tingling in his lips cease completely, rather than flicking on and off, Euterpe made no effort to stop what they were doing. He however, felt the strong urge to push things further once more. His young and strong body ached for her and hers, his cock even hardening once more, further proof of both that aching desire and how vigorous his young body was.

When every physical part of his being wanted him to push forward, Blake forced himself, with an effort that almost left him quaking, to pull his lips from Euterpe's. His forehead remained against hers as his eyes opened, wanting both to see the beautiful woman, and see if she wanted this to go farther like he did. "And...what of your needs...?" He asked between panting breaths. "I would be more than happy to lend you some fingers...a tongue...or...what did you say before...ah yes...a pretty little face...to ride until I drown..."

 

[Poprockz]

It had been her intention to pull back once the energy had been successfully retrieved from him. However, she was embarrassed to find that she had gotten so carried away with the feeling of their kiss that she had travelled well beyond that point before he was the one to end it. She imagined they would be kissing a lot if she continued to provide inspiration to him, so she hoped she would get used to this soon. Perhaps in time, his novelty would wear off and she wouldn't be as distracted. The muse couldn't deny that he was an excellent kisser though.

Euterpe chuckled at his callback to their shower, "that will happen in time, but not now. I think I'll have some breakfast."

There were a couple reasons that she had decided not to indulge herself that morning. Firstly, she felt that she needed to recoup some of her own willpower after having lost her thoughts while pressed against his lips like a naive young maiden. Also, Euterpe enjoyed teasing herself sometimes. Getting hot and bothered and then letting that sensation simmer throughout the day often led to a very satisfying release when it came. She liked to touch herself periodically, perhaps letting her nipples rub up against something or imagining lewd things. It gave the day some spice, and she liked that. Today she felt particularly spicy.

The woman pulled back from him with a satisfied smile and got up from the bed, brushing her hair over her shoulder before heading into his restroom. She used it and washed her hands before exiting and heading to the kitchen, merely giving him a playful little smile before disappearing down the hall.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

Blake chuckled along with Euterpe, genuinely not upset that she'd refused his offer, and certainly less upset than he'd been the night before when he couldn't comfort her after she'd been crying in her sleep. "Heh, breakfast does indeed sound good. I just had to offer. I wouldn't be able to respect myself if I didn't after your generous offer and spirited performance." He continued, making no attempt to stop her from pulling back, or even extending his arm to prolong the contact for as long as he could. Even the simple brush of her hair over her shoulder was hot as hell in that moment, making his cock jump, despite how recently he'd orgasmed.

While his gaze did of course follow Euterpe's as she walked around the bed, and around the corner towards the bathroom, the rest of Blake's body remained still, not minding at all that he had to turn his head and look over his shoulder to keep his eye on her. Even after she was out of sight though, he remained where he was, simply basking in the moment and her lingering scent.

When he heard the bathroom door open once more, Blake was of course watching as the goddess exited it, even if he couldn't see her yet. He did see the playful little smile she sent his way as she crossed in front of the open doorway and headed for the kitchen though, and only when she was out of sight once more did he finally let his eyes briefly close and let out another soft chuckle. Only then did he finally roll backwards and roll off of the bed, kick his discarded shirt up to his hands, and slide it over his head as he walked out on silent feet to join Euterpe in the kitchen.

"So..." Blake started, as much to announce his presence as start the conversation off, lest he startle Euterpe with his quiet steps. "I have good news, and I have bad news. The good news, is that I do actually have things that we can have for breakfast. The bad news, is that I said before that I have the cooking talent of a caveman cooking a hung of raw meat on a stick over an open flame." He chuckled as the self-deprecating truth before getting to the true point of it. "So all I have to offer you for breakfast is...frozen breakfast burritos and hot pockets." He flushed a little at his embarrassing admission, but continued all the same. "I could of course order something and have it delivered, or take you out somewhere, unless you'd rather just go home and make something. I certainly wouldn't blame you." He offered up one last chuckle as he finished speaking, genuinely curious to see which option she chose.

 

[Poprockz]

She raised her eyebrow at him as he spoke. With all the pre-made food in this era, she wasn't surprised that he wasn't well-versed in cooking, and thus she didn't begrudge him this at all. However... she wasn't sure if she wanted to have reheated frozen food this morning. Of the foods this modern time offered, freezer foods were her least-favorite unless it was of the sweet, iced variety. Ice cream and popsicles were a revelation, to be sure.

"Hm," The woman hummed thoughtfully. "Wait for me."

With that, she turned from him and made her way to his plant, whispering to it and disappearing. There wasn't any doubt in her mind that he would do as she said, and she knew she wouldn't take very long anyway. Indeed, between 5-10 minutes later, she reappeared with two bags in her hands. They were set on his counters and she started unloading them. With her, she had brought two stove-top pans, a carton of 18 eggs, tomatoes, spinach, cheese, cream, and several other ingredients.

"I... am going to make us a frittata, and you are going to help me."

 

[Lucian_Devine]

While Blake wasn't surprised when Euterpe opted to leave, he was a bit surprised at how long it took her to come back. When he felt her inspiration surge through him, finding it's way to his brain now that he was no longer in her presence though, he was more than a little glad that she'd remembered to siphon away some of her inspiration, otherwise it would have been maddening to just stand there when there was music to be made. It didn't stop the creativity surging through his brain though, nor stop his eyes from closing as he envisioned it, and certainly didn't stop him from drumming out a rhythm on the counter with one hand, tapping another with his foot, and even swaying his body back and forth to it.

Euterpe's sudden reappearance actually made Blake gasp as the inspiration suddenly fled from his mind and grasp, taking those rhythms with it. His eyes naturally opened though, as he'd more felt her return than heard, seen, or even smelled her, and he smiled, despite feeling some sense of loss for the sudden disappearance of those rhythms. He moved around the kitchen island as she unpacked the bags, only stopping when he stood beside her. "Okay..." He started simply, eyeing all the ingredients she'd laid out one by one. "Where do we start?"

 

[Poprockz]

"Do you know how to dice an onion?" She imagined he did, but didn't want to assume. Perhaps he might find that question insulting, but hopefully he would receive it for what it was: a simple quest to gauge exactly how inexperienced he was in the kitchen. After all, he could have been exaggerating when recounting his lack of skill to her.

 

[Lucian_Devine]

"Um...I think so..." Blake responded tentatively. "They showed us how to do some basic stuff in...grade school..." As he spoke, he turned around so that he could wash his hands using the kitchen sink. Once that was done, he grabbed a cutting board from a cupboard in the kitchen island, near their legs. Next came the knife, which he actually had to stop and think about for a second before pulling a chef's knife from a drawer in the kitchen island. He gave the knife a once over before blushing a little and glancing at Euterpe. He turned around again, turning away from her as he took it to the sink and washed it.

"Sorry...like I said, it's been a while." Despite the dirty knife and him having to remember where it was, Blake was at least careful with the knife, being very conscious of where the tip of it was in relation to their bodies. When he was finally ready, he stepped in front of the cutting board with the knife in his right hand, grabbed an onion, and moved it to the cutting board. He went to cut from the edge of the entire onion before he blushed again and cut it in half. He shook his head a little, and took a deep breath before bringing the knife to the onion again. He hesitated once more before turning his head towards Euterpe. "Maybe...you do the first half, and I'll follow your lead?"

 

[Poprockz]

"Hm. Let me show you then." Euterpe also walked to the sink and washed her hands before returning to him. She smiled to herself and tapped the onion with her finger, a single gold spark being seen before stepping away from the cutting board. The gesture had been done to prevent them for bawling their eyes out from the onions chemicals; being a goddess came with perks, after all. Instead of giving him a demonstration, she moved behind him and slid her hands down his forearms until they rested on his hands.

"Firstly, you want to hold the knife not completely by the handle, but also on the backside of the blade so that you have more control over it." She took the knife from him and demonstrated before returning it to him. "Now, you want you make horizontal and vertical cuts preemptively in the onion half before chopping. That way, you don't have to dice them on the cutting board since they'll already be in small squares. Fortunately, you cut the onion in half correctly." Her lips moved closer to his ear, "good job, Blake." There was a flirtiness in her tone as she complimented him.