Dragon Age: One Shots

Sera x Female Adaar- Cookies

I'm literally in love with Sera. She's so hot. Why on earth haven't I written something about her yet??
Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Saturnalia, Yule, Pancha Ganapati, Malkh, Humanlight, Koliada, Newtonmas, etc. :)

(Art by: @ynorka on DeviantArt)

    "I can't believe they actually gave us the job of making cookies. How responsible do they think we are?" Adaar prodded as she tied up her hair, carefully minding her horns.

    Sera gawked at her, messy strands falling all across her shoulders, wearing nothing but small shorts, the binder that fit comfortably while fighting, and a short pink apron. "How responsible YOU are. I'm great at making cookies."

    "Alright, love. I believe you." She pulled a long carton of eggs from the fridge, placing it on the counter next to the rest of the ingredients. "Is that everything?"

    "Yup!"

    "And where's the recipe?"

    "Recipe? What recipe?" Sera asked deadpan as she leaned on the counter, mere inches from her wife's face.

    "Sera..."

    "We're winging it!"

    "Alright." Adaar sighed in defeat. "But if we burn down the kitchen it's on you."

    "Fire isn't really my thing. I'm more into-"

    "Bees, arrows, plates, throwing dwarves, anything really but fire."

    "Can you blame me? Varric flying through the air would be hilarious."

    She giggled as she pulled a bowl from the cabinet and poured flour into it. "I confess, that would make my week."

    Sera smirked. "Add this into it." She handed her a tin of baking powder which she was unfamiliar with.

    Hera gave her a suspicious glare. "We're not trying to poison people with this, right?"

    Sera snorted, scooping up some flour and tossing it directly into the giant qunari's hair.

    "Hey!" She threw some back. "You're going to taint the cookies with violence!"

    She threw herself onto the countertop, head falling into the bowl of dry mixture and spilling it all over the floor as she laughed uncontrollably.

    "We've barely even started and the kitchen looks like we blew something up!"

    "That's it!" Sera regained her senses. So naturally, she reached into the carton of eggs and lifted her hand, aiming for the qunari's disheveled hair. She smirked, instilling fear into the eyes of her lover.

    "HEY! I'm innocent!" Hera pleaded with her arms raised, slowly backing away.

    "Bullseye!" Sera screamed as she hit her girlfriend directly in the forehead, egg splatter leaking into her messy ponytail and down her apron.

    "Racism! That was a hate crime! YOU GOT IT IN MY MOUTH!" She shouted as she desperately tried to wipe it from her face.

    Sera screamed with delight, though her celebration was cut short when a similar egg hit her with great force, shattering all over her chin. "Unfair!"

    "Everything is fair! THIS IS WAR!" The qunari assimilated an immovable stance, preparing as sera lifted a handful of flour and sugar over her head.

    Hera smirked, holding a secret weapon behind her back. She was hit.

    Sera dropped her guard, giving the qunari a perfect opportunity. She threw the baking powder at her face. It stuck to her chin when it made contact with the leftover egg.

    "Now we're even!"

    "You look like a snowman!" Sera screamed with glee.

    "You look like a short snowman!" The supposedly mature spouse countered.

    Sera pouted, forming a strategy in her head. She smoothly snatched a large bowl of plain sugar from the counter, holding it firmly and stepping forward before dumping it onto both of their heads.

    Her girlfriend stood blankly, mouth wide open. "What was the point of that?"

    "I don't know." She shrugged. "I guess now you'll taste better."

    "Sera!" She shouted and slapped her shoulder.

    "What? Oh. That's not what I meant! Freak!"

    "You're a freak!"

    "Nope!"

    "Shut up!"

    "Make me!"

    The tall qunari smirked, lifting her sugar covered face with two fingers and kissing her.

    Sera melted, enjoying every bit of this moment, the dread of when Josephine would come in and yell at them, sending them running away giggling, the mess all over the both of them, the taste of sugar and egg on her lover's lips, the only hand that Adaar had being used to pull her forward by the waist, and the lack of worries. She hummed and smiled before backing away. "That'll do it."

    The two looked down, finally capturing the extent of the mess they had made. "We can let Josie clean this up...."

    "Yeah... we won't be here to clean it up after she kills us."

    Her wife chuckled. "We should run. We can actually make the cookies tonight..."

    "I had other plans for tonight."

    "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?" Josephine gawked at the couple that were covered head to toe with the contents of her fridge.

    "RUN!!"

    "CAREFUL JOSEPHINE, YOU MIGHT BURST A VEIN!" Sera screamed as she sprinted away, holding her wife's hand, who's only modest clothing was the little pink apron.

Me listening to Two Queens in a King Sized Bed- Girl in Red while writing this