Minerva POV

We are over with our main serving, and now.... Dessert.

Martijn is digging into his chocolate cake, making funny faces to make me laugh.

And of course, Martijn wouldn't be Martijn if he didn't spill some dark chocolate liquid center onto his white shirt.

"Fuck! Ermmm..... What can I do about that?" he asks me looking at his dirty shirt.

"Just take it off, come with me to the bathroom, I have detergent"

We get up, leaving our unfinished desserts on the table, and go to the bathroom.

Once we get there, Martijn already had his shirt and tie off.

"Is the tie dirty too?" I ask him.

"No, it isn't. At least Chris won't get mad"

I put his shirt in a plastic basin full of warm water, with detergent for white garments. It will do....

"Ok.... Now, back to the cake!" I say to myself before walking back to the kitchen.

"But..... Wait! What should I put on?" Martijn asks me with hands on his hips.

"I surely don't mind having you shirtless around...."

Laughing he leaves the tie he was wearing inside the bathroom and walks back to the kitchen pulling his pants up.

"Are you sure I can stay like this?"

"Yep. Btw... Are you cold?" I ask him to make sure he is comfortable.

"Nope. But I want to know why you like me shirtless" he asks me leaning on his chair.

"I don't know, I just like it...."

"This is definitely not an answer" he says before taking one last bite of his chocolate cake.

He was so fast.... I still have half of the serving on my plate.

But out of nowhere Martijn grabs my plate and pulls it towards him, looking at me.

He earned a death glare.....
"Do you want to die or what?!"

"Come and sit on my lap. I want to feed you"

I really don't get the point of this, but I get up from my chair and sit on Martijn's legs, giving him my spoon.

He's holding me up with his left arm wrapped around my waist, while I'm holding onto him with my right arm around his shoulders.

Using the spoon I gave him, he brings a bite of cake to my mouth, doing the airplane thing.

Such a kid..... But yeah, it's funny.

"Now you tell me why you want me shirtless" he says looking at me still chewing this chocolate delight.

"Because I love your protective muscular arms and chest. Is that a good reason?"

"Meh.... Kinda" he says tightening his muscles and pulling me towards his chest even more.

I love when he's overprotective. I know that he's just exaggerating because of the moment, of course, but he makes me feel loved.

He gives me one last bite of cake and then leaves the spoon on the plate, using his free arm to completely embrace me in his arms.

"Martijn.... May I ask you a question?" I ask him resting my head on his left shoulder.

"Sure, what's up?"

"Do you think that we look too much like boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Do you mean... Like, right now, or in general?"

"Both"

"Right now.... No. In general...... Kinda. Is this bothering you?" he asks me.

"No, not at all. But....... I don't know what we are"

"We are friends with benefits after all.... " he answers looking at me and booping my nose.

"I honestly don't see this as a good thing"

"Me neither. So, what do you want us to be?"

"I don't know. But I want you to stay with me"
He smiles at me and gets up from the chair, holding me up like his bride and walking to my room.

"I don't think I can live without you Miné. I don't know if I can say that I love you either, but I actually do in every other way"

"You managed to describe what I feel.... Hahaha"

He lays me on my bed and climbs on me, keeping his body up with his forearms.

I thought that he was just about to kiss me, but he lays next to me instead and pulls me onto him, spooning.

I can feel his warm chest on my back due to this revealing dress and I'm loving every second of it. His lips land on my neck and his hand is looking for mine.
Once I grab it, I'm blown away by Martijn's lips kissing my neck and going down my back.

"Are you ok with this?" he asks me to make sure that I'm comfortable.

"Yes..."
I've never felt something like that. I want to live this new experience.

He starts again from my neck, moving our hands to my chest.

"Are you sure?"

I just nod, and he leaves my hand right on top of my left breast. Then he makes my dress slide down from my left shoulder and of course, my sine comes uncovered, but there's my hand on it.
Martijn makes me lay on my back and climbs on me again to focus on kissing my chest.
My hand on it avoids him to go too far, but his kisses on the underboob are taking this to another level, to the point where he makes me shiver.

He looks up to my face and his lustful smile turns to a sweet one.

"Maybe I went too far...."

"No.... Why did you stop?" I tell him missing that feeling he was giving me.

"Woah.... Didn't expect you to enjoy...." he says just before covering my chest with my dress and moving my hands to his neck with an idiot smile stamped on his face.

He leans in and we finally kiss, but it only lasts a few seconds before Martijn starts all over again with my other side.

He gets to the underboob, but this time he also uses his hands to grab onto my butt.

But then his hands move down, on my inner thighs, only to back off and cover my breast after that.

He's looking at me while his right hand moves down to my thigh and lifts up my skirt, and from this moment.... I don't think that I need to explain anything.