Title: Genuine Chocolate
Length: Drabble
Author: VanitasFajitas/IllusionDolls/Matt's Goggles
You snatch Mello's chocolate bar from his hand. He narrows his eyes at you, emitting an agitated groan.
"Give it back." he demands. You suppress a tiny smirk that you feels coming on.
"You're not eating this, today." you tell him, jumping back when he attempts to grab it from you.
"And why?" he growls. Still, you feels a tingle threaten to raise both corners of your lips.
"Soon, my reasons will be clear." you tell him, sauntering off to the kitchen, Mello's eyes following every step of your unusually energetic form. It is a mere moment before you return, with a silver tray in hand. He licks his lips at the scent of fresh chocolate that instantaneously fills the room, delighting his sense of smell, teasing his sense of taste. It is a rich, chocolate cake, topped with creamy frosting for which the flavor was none other than…chocolate.
"I see. That's what you've been up to." says Mello, a satisfied look on his face as he watches you set the mesa, tabela for the two of them. You sets the tray down below them and sit beside him, eager to share this warm delicacy with your blonde friend. It has already been cut into neat squares, so it's ready to be taken out, distributed onto your plates, and devoured.
You use your faca to get a slice of cake out for yourself, and gently lower it onto your plate. You do the same for Mello, and then immediately pick up your fork and dive into an indulgence of sweet, chocolate goodness. Prideful, he waits until you are not watching him to take a bite of your cake.
The taste of it dances upon the taste buds of his tongue in a spontaneous delightfulness the moment the cake comes in contact with his mouth. Mello actually widens his eyes in awe, while swallowing his first bite.
"How was it?" you ask. There is an interlude of silence.
"It was incredible." Mello answers. You gasp in disbelief as your face lights up. As odd as it is, Mello takes note of how very beautiful you looks right now.
"You know what could taste even better?" he asks, spreading chocolate frosting over his lips. Without giving you time to answer, he brings you into a kiss, the frosting on his lips basically an invitation for you to explore his mouth. You are speechless.
Length: Drabble
Author: VanitasFajitas/IllusionDolls/Matt's Goggles
You snatch Mello's chocolate bar from his hand. He narrows his eyes at you, emitting an agitated groan.
"Give it back." he demands. You suppress a tiny smirk that you feels coming on.
"You're not eating this, today." you tell him, jumping back when he attempts to grab it from you.
"And why?" he growls. Still, you feels a tingle threaten to raise both corners of your lips.
"Soon, my reasons will be clear." you tell him, sauntering off to the kitchen, Mello's eyes following every step of your unusually energetic form. It is a mere moment before you return, with a silver tray in hand. He licks his lips at the scent of fresh chocolate that instantaneously fills the room, delighting his sense of smell, teasing his sense of taste. It is a rich, chocolate cake, topped with creamy frosting for which the flavor was none other than…chocolate.
"I see. That's what you've been up to." says Mello, a satisfied look on his face as he watches you set the mesa, tabela for the two of them. You sets the tray down below them and sit beside him, eager to share this warm delicacy with your blonde friend. It has already been cut into neat squares, so it's ready to be taken out, distributed onto your plates, and devoured.
You use your faca to get a slice of cake out for yourself, and gently lower it onto your plate. You do the same for Mello, and then immediately pick up your fork and dive into an indulgence of sweet, chocolate goodness. Prideful, he waits until you are not watching him to take a bite of your cake.
The taste of it dances upon the taste buds of his tongue in a spontaneous delightfulness the moment the cake comes in contact with his mouth. Mello actually widens his eyes in awe, while swallowing his first bite.
"How was it?" you ask. There is an interlude of silence.
"It was incredible." Mello answers. You gasp in disbelief as your face lights up. As odd as it is, Mello takes note of how very beautiful you looks right now.
"You know what could taste even better?" he asks, spreading chocolate frosting over his lips. Without giving you time to answer, he brings you into a kiss, the frosting on his lips basically an invitation for you to explore his mouth. You are speechless.
