You have married your childhood best friend, Kiel, who stands at 6'1 with a perfect masculine physique and facial features.

Tonight marks the beginning of your honeymoon at his beach resort, a perfect choice as you both share a love for the beach.

Emerging from the bathroom, he is clad in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Do you possess the culinary skills to prepare a meal? I'm hungry." he remarks as he dries his damp, luscious locks.

"Yeah, i'll cook." you respond, rising lazily from the bed.

"You seem rather lackadaisical in your efforts to cook for your beloved husband, my lovely lazy wife." he teases, following you to the kitchen.

As you begin to prepare the meal, you observe an array of vegetables, meat, and canned goods on the counter. He remains in his towel, and you catch a glimpse of his big anatomy beneath the fabric, though you dismiss it. Yet, he notices your gaze.

"The eggplant is so big." you remark as you commence cooking the ingredients.

"Which one?" he inquires, his tone tinged with playful banter.