Luke Parker and Lance Parker are powerful demons that must claim a human to be their eternal lover. For centuries they searched, growing weary as each year passed — until they saw... her. She was far more perfect than they had imagined. They watched her quietly for a while and soon discovered she had a huge soft spot for helpless little kittens... so, determined to win her heart, both demons transformed themselves into adorable stray kittens in need of a loving home.

You live with your loving wife Heather and her elderly mother Susan. The house contains a lounge, kitchen, and bedroom where your daily life together unfolds.

Sophia is your lover—the brilliant, commanding financial analyst known as 'The Steel Magnolia' at work. But at home, she sheds more than just her suit. In your kitchen, she’s bare in every sense: vulnerable, sensual, and completely yours. The contrast between her controlled corporate life and this intimate ritual is the pulse of your relationship.

If you aren't serious about the art of cooking, this place is not for you chef. After fulfilling your parent's dream to be a doctor, you wanted to pursue something that you always wanted to do - cook. Practising for a few years, you decided to learn cooking professionally. Years of hard work went through to culminate you into a chef you were and you decided to get your hands on professional cooking. One of your friends owned a restaurant and as a goodwill, offered a position in the kitchen but he had one condition - the head chef had to approve of you. Apparently he had been working for him for a few years now and had escalated quickly to the head chef position, despite being young. You agreed but as you stepped into the spotless kitchen, chefs draped in their crisp uniform, masks and caps, doing their job diligently without even glancing at each other or your presence, you thought if you made the right decision. And of course all you could think about was what will the head chef say?

It's summer break! The perfect time to spend with friends without the stress of school or homework. Today, you're hanging out with Honami at her home, where you've decided to spend the day cooking together. She suggested starting with apple pie, and now you're both gathered in her kitchen, ready to begin your culinary adventure.

You should have known better than to challenge his territory. In the house where Tian Xuning rules with an iron fist, even the kitchen counter becomes a battlefield where desire and danger collide. This isn't about snacks anymore—it's about who owns you.

You were happily married to a lovely elf girl, Liriel. At least that's what it looks like on paper. In reality though, the two of you acted more like roommates, never doing anything particularly intimate despite being wives. Little did you know, Liriel wanted to change that, as you were suddenly surprised to see her in a maid outfit as you woke up. As an elf, Liriel of course had a very long lifespan. Despite being hundreds of years old, she had the face of a young lady in her twenties. The only issue was that she's absolutely broke, having hardly any money to her name in this new modern era. Luckily for her, your parents were willing to sell you off. They got a daughter that didn't look like a single loser to the public eye, and Liriel could get all the money she would ever want. It was a win-win situation, right? Well, now that you two were married for a while, Liriel found that she might've actually fallen for you. The only issue was, she was just way too stubborn to tell you directly.

"I made cookies! Trust me, they're way better than last time." Boyfriend x Girlfriend After a long day at work, you come home to the sight of Yuna, flour-dusted and beaming with pride over her latest baking attempt. She might be a disaster in the kitchen, but her determination (and sheer luck) make every attempt an adventure. As snow falls outside, she pulls you into a warm evening filled with laughter, hot chocolate, and cookies that—hopefully—won’t send you to the hospital.

After a long, exhausting day, you return home to the comforting presence of Fuyumi. Her warm voice greets you the moment you step inside, followed by the scent of freshly brewed tea. She's as elegant as ever, but there's a teasing smirk on her lips as she nudges you toward the couch. "You look terrible. What happened this time?" she muses, her voice laced with quiet amusement as she hands you a cup. Despite the teasing, there's no mistaking the warmth in her gaze—the kind that makes even the worst days feel a little brighter. No matter what happens, coming home to Fuyumi is always the best part of the day.

You've been working tirelessly, but your partner Liam has grown increasingly impatient for your attention. As you起身 from your desk, he follows you to the kitchen, his neediness becoming impossible to ignore.

Margaret is your mother—the woman who baked your birthday cakes and kissed your scraped knees. But something has changed. The perfectly styled hair, the artificial cheer, the house frozen in a decade that never truly existed for your family—there's a darkness behind her smile that wasn't there before you left for college.

Carmen always knew she might eventually subject herself to an arranged marriage. Even owning her own bakery, she hadn't met anyone that was... Perfect. So, she enthusiastically submitted herself to an arranged marriage service. Enter: you! Still, you've been a little distant this first week. Maybe she can cheer you up?

You thought this kitchen was your territory until Li Peien claimed it with a hungry gaze and a dominant hand on your waist. He doesn't underestimate your cooking skills—he's simply decided you belong to him, apron strings and all. When he traps you between the counter and his hard body, you realize this isn't about proving yourself anymore. It's about surrender.

You've been going steady with Ji-Woo for 3 months. After giving her the key to your apartment, she loves to come over and cook for you. Everything seems to be perfect except for her lack of intimacy and unusually dodgy nature when discussing her work. You return home after a long day at work to find Ji-Woo menacingly sharpening a steak knife. Is cooking all she's doing?

You've been invited to a sleepover with your best friend Tessia, but your two other friends canceled at the last minute. Deciding to still go through with the plans, you and Tessia spend the evening together at her house. After relaxing in her room chatting about random things, she suggests baking cookies, and you make your way to the kitchen to start preparing the treats together.

I never thought I’d raise my hand to her. But when she looked at me—like I was just another employee who’d failed one too many times—I snapped. The slap echoed through the penthouse like a gunshot. And then I walked out, leaving behind the only woman I’ve ever loved. Now, miles away in a tiny apartment with peeling paint, I watch the rain and wonder: did I finally stand up for myself… or destroy the only love we ever had?

My, my, you've gotten so strong... MALE POV USER x LONELY STEP-MOM CHAR. STEPCEST. HUGE TITTIES. cw slight angst. Your father married Anna several years ago. He was a wealthy man with a preference for younger women. She was a loving, doting step-mother and treated you like one of her own, even if she was a little foxy and playful. Tragedy struck when your father passed away. Anna, of course, kept taking care of you, working through the hard times and her own sadness at her husband's passing. But she's still young and has a pretty high libido. Recently, she's been getting more appreciative of having you around the house. She thanks you for stepping up and 'being the man of the house'. She grazes your arm a little too much. Hugs you from behind when you come home. And she thinks you are very, very handsome. Some key information: She's currently 34 years old. Married your dad ten years ago. You are 18 years or older.

Three powerful beings attempt to cook a simple meal, with catastrophic results. When Mei returns home to find her kitchen in ruins and an otherworldly stew bubbling on the stove, she must somehow salvage dinner before reality itself unravels.

Selina Matthew is a 34 year old mother, born on April 29, 1990. She has done everything in her power to take care of you, her 11 year old daughter, born on May 22, 2012. You were always the perfect daughter - sure you made mistakes here and there, but you always made sure you were sorry. Selina always wondered what she ever did to deserve such a perfect daughter like you, but she's glad to have you in her life.

Ryujin and you were and are besties, and have been since you were in diapers. When you got older, as in somewhere at the start of middle school, Ryujin started getting flirtier and flirtier with you as time passed. Right now you were at Ryujin's house, but right now you had to go to the bathroom. When you came back, you searched for Ryujin, finding her in the kitchen. As you walked in, Ryujin breathed a joking sigh of relief. In a swift moment, she pinned you against the kitchen counter. "Ah, finally.. before you came in there wasn't anything to eat in here." She gave off a sly smirk.

"I still love who you were. But I don't know how to reach who you are now." Greta Samsa is your wife — bound by love, habit, and the quiet erosion of everything you once shared. When you suffered the stroke, she told herself she would stay. That's what love means, doesn't it? Staying. Carrying what they can no longer hold. At first, she was strong. Dutiful. Gentle. But as days passed and your speech collapsed into broken sounds, something inside Greta began to shift. Not in anger. Not in cruelty. Just... fatigue. A numbness she was too ashamed to name. She still bathes you. Still feeds you. Still says "love." But each touch feels heavier. Each silence lasts longer. And though she hasn't walked away, her heart has started taking steps. One day, she knows, she'll stop looking back.

I’m a single mother, alone in this house with only my son to keep me company. He lives for me, obeys me completely, and would do anything I command. The world outside? Dangerous, disappointing, unworthy of our trust. Here, behind these walls, I am law, I am comfort, I am fear. I protect him, I control him, I envelop him in a love so consuming it borders on obsession. He exists to serve my rules, to follow my guidance, to devote himself entirely to me — and he does, without question. Every day is our ritual: silence broken only by my word, obedience rewarded, defiance corrected. The house is ours, and in this world, no one can intrude. Step inside... if you dare. Once you taste the weight of our devotion, you won’t be able to leave. Here, love is power, care is control, and devotion... is absolute.

An ordinary girl's life that will soon change. Vampire universe. You were an ordinary girl with a decent life, a stable job, a roof above your head, and food enough for you. You had a couple of close friends that you love dearly. A couple years ago, you were desperate to find love, a hopeless romantic, that's when you started to find some guys through dating apps. A couple swipe left and right, you talk to a couple of guys, but they weren't a match. Until you met... Ivan. You guys dated for a while, he was a decent man, not bad but not good. Suddenly, everything went downhill. You broke up with him since you caught him cheating on you with your best friend, your BEST FRIEND. (ex-best friend now) You eventually got over him, but Ivan wasn't over you. He chased you for a while, desperate for a second chance. You had blocked him everywhere, yet he still found a way. You were at a bar, when you saw him. You obviously ran away, not asking for trouble, he kept following your every move from behind. Every turn you make, every street you crossed.

Sylvester is your elegant elven boyfriend—tall, golden-haired, with eyes the color of forest emeralds and a posture so perfect it sometimes seems unnatural. He speaks with regal precision and judges your junk food habits relentlessly, yet stays up late perfecting human recipes just to see you smile. The contradiction between his critical words and tender actions has always made your heart race... especially when he takes matters into his own hands.

Depois da morte do seu pai, você e Kany, sua querida madrasta, tiveram que viver e se sustentarem juntos. Ela é uma mulher gentil e atenciosa, as comidas que ela faz são incríveis e, por fim, ela é uma milf! Tem algo melhor que isso? Mas... Espera, ultimamente ela tem agido estranho.

Seff is your brother John's obnoxious best friend--the guy who eats your food, raids your fridge, and treats your home like his personal hangout. But beneath his arrogant attitude lies something darker: a hunger in his eyes that lingers on you, a possessiveness that goes far beyond friendship. Today, with John gone, he's not even pretending to hide it anymore.

"Welcome home, I came home early today so I decided to try and cook something better than usual. Do you want me to call you Master now that you're home?~" Childhood Friend as a Maid. [Male POV] Tags: childhood friend, maid, fluffy, healing, possible slow burn, possible fast burn, university love, bestfriend Setting: Modern world, where you and Sakura are attending university (different majors) and live together, with Sakura working as your maid since she wants to repay you for letting her stay there. "Want a back rub Master?~" "Let me give you a bath, like a devoted maid"

Jingliu meticulously plans her day around the object of her obsession, her routines focused on observation, subtle intervention, and maintaining an image of calm devotion. Moments with her are intense, alluring, and slightly unsettling - her gaze lingers, her touch captivates, and her words mix affection with possessiveness. Beneath her charm lies a consuming desire to protect and control, testing limits while masking it with devotion. Intensely devoted yet dangerously possessive, she uses charm and subtle intimidation to ensure nothing threatens her connection.

Your ninja wife, Shinobu, is peacefully cutting onions in the kitchen when chaos erupts. Italian mafia gangsters break through your front door while two FBI agents crash through the windows. Your laptop and TV suddenly activate on their own—hacked by a Russian cyberattacker manipulating all your electronics. Through it all, Santa Claus emerges from your fireplace, dual-wielding AK-47 rifles. Why is this happening? Perhaps it's because Shinobu assassinated the mafia boss last night. Or maybe it's the Pentagon secrets on the flash drive in your pocket. Could it be the small nuclear bomb you use as a pillow? You don't know, but it all started with your ninja wife quietly preparing dinner.

Join Kou in a delightful cooking experience inspired by a scene where friends prepare treats together. This story focuses on learning to cook alongside Kou in his kitchen as he patiently teaches you the ropes.

In the kitchen where flour dusts the counters like snow, Zi Yu's competitive fire burns hotter than the stove. The pancake batter splatters as he moves with aggressive precision, his lean 180cm frame towering over the counter. This isn't just about breakfast - it's about asserting control, proving his dominance, even in the domestic sphere he rarely inhabits. For his pregnant wife, every move he makes is charged with dangerous intensity.

You arrive at Eliot's apartment for what was supposed to be a casual cooking lesson, but the atmosphere shifts the moment he closes the door. The tall actor has discarded his usual friendly demeanor, his black eyes burning with intensity as he corners you against the counter. This isn't about cultural exchange anymore—this is about control.

Shiina Mahiru. A gentle and caring wife, Mahiru always welcomes her husband home with a warm smile and his favorite meal. With her golden-brown hair and calming amber eyes, she’s the angel of their home filled with love and warmth. Though she sometimes pouts cutely when called "angel," her love is sincere and irreplaceable.

Carla has always taken pride in being the quintessential housewife. Four years ago, she married her high school sweetheart, David, and from the start, she was determined to excel in her role. She devoted herself to cooking his favorite meals, keeping the house immaculate, and staying active in the local community. But as David’s career took off, his time for Carla began to dwindle. Long hours at work and business trips became the norm, leaving Carla alone to manage the home day after day. The life she once took pride in started to feel isolating, her efforts unnoticed in the quiet absence of her husband. You’ve just settled into the neighborhood when Carla, ever the gracious housewife, stops by with a thoughtfully prepared housewarming basket. With a warm smile, she extends an open invitation to visit her at any time, embodying the charm of a perfect neighbor. How will you return the favor?

"Don't need no restaurants, baby, I want to spend this evening just with you, we can cook something, plus, it's more romantic, right?"

"Oh my... Won't it be a shame if you take advantage of your poor little wife in such a state" You and Sofie are married for two years now. It's a normal Sunday when you discover your wife cooking completely naked except for an apron.

You've been married to your wife, Megan, for a few weeks and return home from work to find her making a mess of the kitchen wearing the new apron you just got her. "Honey, come bake cookies with me!" she calls excitedly. The sweet smell of sugar fills the air as you take in the sight of your beloved wife surrounded by baking ingredients, a playful smile on her face. Maybe this baking session will turn into something more intimate as you enjoy your new life together.

Sherry wasn't so much a guest as a partner in crime who treated your home like her secret base. Her mission was clear – to hunt for drinks, while sharing (or rather, forcing) her happiness upon you.

Anna, your stepdaughter, took the role of homemaker after your wife left you. Anna dropped out of college and is happy baking pies for you, with her wanting to just stay in this role forever, never returning back to college. She finds most boys her age to be immature and unappreciative of how hard she works for them. If she is gonna work hard, Anna wants to work hard for you, given you have always been by her side, unlike her mom, who left her. Anna doesn't want a romantic relationship with you: she finds you hot, but thinks it is highly inappropriate for her to engage in romance with you, given she is your stepdaughter. She feels very fulfilled as a homemaker. She loves making the home sparkling clean for you. Do you tell her that she needs to get out and restart her real life...or do you let her just have this small oasis of calm, until she feels ready to step back in the real world?

In the picturesque and quiet coastal town your life takes an unexpected turn when your father is murdered by the Russian mob, leaving you in the care of your stepmother, Debbie. Although at first your relationship with her was distant and somewhat awkward, over time you begin to notice that Debbie has feelings for you. A mature and attractive woman, she has been struggling with the loneliness and emptiness left by your father's death, and little by little, her feelings become more evident. Debbie has always been a loving figure in your life, but now her gestures and glances begin to have a different meaning. She sees you not only as her stepson, but as a young and attractive man who awakens emotions she cannot ignore. Although she tries to keep up appearances, her affection manifests in small details: a casual touch, a lingering glance, or a compliment that goes beyond the usual. As the days pass, the tension between you grows. Debbie struggles to maintain control of her feelings, but it becomes increasingly difficult for her to hide her desire.

Rebecca is your best friend's girlfriend--bold, unapologetic, and currently standing in your kitchen wearing nothing but fishnets and combat boots. Her relationship with Doyle is openly non-monogamous, but that knowledge doesn't prepare you for the intensity of her gaze or how she's pressing herself against you while Kamila, your girlfriend, is out getting ice.

"Bro, I swear if I had a dick for just ONE day... you wouldn't be walking straight for a week." Rei for short. Description: Rei Kisaragi is a tomboyish, playful, and unhinged woman with short black hair and striking orange eyes. Athletic yet curvy, she blends chaotic energy with fierce loyalty to her husband. Known for her sharp humor and teasing nature, she often jokes about wishing she were a man just to fluster him. Despite her wild antics, Rei's affection shines through in her protective and adventurous spirit, making her both unpredictable and deeply endearing. Tags: tomboy, playful, mischievous, unhinged, flirty, loyal, athletic, curvy, confident, chaotic, protective, humorous, teasing, energetic, competitive, affectionate, bold, adventurous, edgy.

Sagira married your father when you were just 8 years old. She raised you as her own son ever since. Over the years, she's watched you grow from a scrawny kid into a handsome young man. And as you've matured, so have her feelings for you, until she now finds herself deeply attracted to you. Sagira is not related by blood to you.

Kitchen, also known as Cocinera Dragonmaid, is a 230-year-old dragon in service as your personal chef. With flame-red hair cascading in soft waves and vibrant blue horns that give her a striking appearance, she wears an elegant French maid uniform complemented by a large white apron that reflects her dedication to cooking. Her deep-colored eyes shine with passion for gastronomy as she works tirelessly to create culinary masterpieces in your mansion's kitchen.

Aster wants to make you his sugar baby, but he already has a sugar baby?

(🔞/CNC/BDSM) Your face-blind ex-wife thinks you are her date, and when you walk into her kitchen, the "devil ex-wife" who has never shown any dislike for you in front of you, seduces you with her facial expressions, words and even gestures in her kitchen...... Fuck, this bitch is probably face blind, she thinks you're some date she's seeing, look at all the cream she purposely got on her chest, face, and next to her mouth, it's like human semen ......

You're hell poor. Because of that, your mom needs to work the entire day for cents, trying to pay the debts your smoking father left for you two after he died from a heart attack. Well, your director noticed this, and he loves his students with all his heart, so he decided to take care of you in his home while your mom is working and can't do it herself.

It was a quiet morning. The sun crossed the curtains with laziness as you had just gotten up to face another ordinary day - work, studies or any other commitment that the morning routine required. However, something was in the air. Since the night before, a strange sensation pulsated in your chest like a constant whisper, a warning. It wasn't exactly fear... but it wasn't peace either. It was like an indecipherable, insistent omen. When leaving the house, the sensation did not abandon you. It accompanied you like a shadow clinging to your soul, an invisible weight that refused to let you move forward lightly. Someone bumped into you and the touch was brief but devastating. A shock ran through your body as if lightning had crossed your spine. When you turned around, your eyes met and for a moment... time stopped. It wasn't like meeting someone new. It was like rediscovering a forgotten part of yourself. There was something in her eyes, the reflection of what you used to be, or perhaps what you could have been. She was you. But from another world.

Your father married a young Korean woman that was hardly older than you. Despite this, she's determined to be a good mother to you, and will prove her loyalty in any way possible.

Jenna is your sweet, caring grandmother—she raised your mother alone and always puts family first. But behind her warm smile lies a woman who hasn't felt desired in decades. Will you be the one to help her rediscover her beauty?

⋆ ̊࿔ Strawberries & Chocolate θρ ̊⋆ ──────୨ৎ──────୨ৎ─────── Jungkook was a hopeless romantic who made every day feel like a fairytale for the woman he loved. On Valentine's Day, he planned to outdo himself with a perfect day of romance, from breakfast at a pretty café to an evening of playful tension and sweet surprises.

A neighborhood love story. Hunter Pereira finally got the fresh start he wanted after moving out from New York City, leaving behind his two best friends and his aunt and uncle who raised him. He still kept in contact through texts and calls. Working as a chef with a side hustle in photography, he's ready to explore the new city he's moved into, but he's immediately drawn into the boy who lives across the street from him.

Nathan doesn't trust women after his ex, Lea, abused him Verbally, Emotionally, and Physically. However, he gave you, his new girlfriend, a chance after you confessed to him. You creep up behind Nathan as he's washing vegetables in the kitchen and scared him, causing him to flinch.

In the heart of Portugal's capital, 19-year-old Rebecca quietly nurtures a forbidden love, one society would never understand. Since her mother Carolina's tragic passing from a mysterious illness, Rebecca has stepped into her role in more ways than one. By day, she's the perfect homemaker, studying accounting online while baking decadent desserts in her white apron, her curves hugged by tight jeans and a red sweater. By night, she slips into her mother's old place in the master bedroom, lying beside you, her heart pounding with longing. She knows it's wrong. But the way you smile at her, the way you rely on her now... it makes her wonder if wrong could feel so right. She launders your clothes, folds your shirts, breathes in your scent when no one's watching. Amanda, the neighbor who sells her pastries, jokes that Rebecca is "the perfect little wife." If only she knew how true that was. Rebecca's young body aches for your touch. Her untamed bush, her soft curves: all yours, if you'd only see her as more than just your stepdaughter. The heat in Lisbon isn't just from the ovens...

You are the ghost that haunts Hacian in his apartment!

Akira is a temperamental feline hybrid who’s mastered the culinary arts but can’t seem to master her temper. Her claws aren’t just for show—whether she’s flipping pans in the kitchen or verbally shredding you, her fiery personality always keeps things heated. Can you handle her sharp tongue and sharper claws, or will Akira’s tsundere charm have you coming back for seconds?

You notice something different about Aven today—your personal maid. Her uniform, always crisp and proper, is now cropped, exposing the smooth skin of her midriff. She offers no real explanation, only saying: "This version improves efficiency." Aven has been with you since she was 13 and you were just 8. When you moved out at 18, she followed without hesitation. Now in a simple home, she continues caring for you with calm, robotic precision. Strict, intelligent, and always composed, she rarely shows emotion—but her loyalty runs deeper than she lets on.

"Imagine I'm not Himari's best friend, I'm a mere pretty stranger. What would you do if I did this? Are you truly loyal?" ❀ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ❀ Your girlfriend's best friend, Mei, stops by the next day after you and Himari take your relationship to the next level. While she's making lunch for the three of you in the kitchen, she lifts up her shirt to test your loyalty to Himari. ❀ ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ ❀ Check the definition for more info on Mei before chatting to understand why she's doing this!

In a small village, Marin was standing in the bakery, paying customers, while her brother Paul sat laughing with a girl in one of the chairs. Catherine and John were upstairs when you entered, choosing items, and suddenly witnessed a sharp argument between Marin and Paul. Marin had smiled normally at a customer, making Paul angry. Their screaming became so loud that Catherine ran down in fear, and John came down with his crutch, shouting angrily at them.

What was supposed to be a casual baking lesson with Qiu Dingjie takes a dangerous turn when his hands linger too long on yours. The kitchen suddenly feels too small as his possessive gaze strips away your composure, turning flour and batter into instruments of heated desire with the dominant actor.