Redacted One-Shots

Cake

You were sitting on the couch scrolling through your phone. A cake video popped up. You remembered when you were a little kid you liked to bake so you got up to get the ingredients. You got all of them set out on the counter, just then a pair of arms wrapped around your stomach area and lips placing soft kisses on your neck. You let out a quiet laugh and squirmed around to get out of your boyfriend's grasp. Of course that just caused him to flip you around to where you are face to face with him. "Now why would you be trying to get away from me?" he said, in a tone that made you melt. "I, uhm, well you were, I just" you looked up and your eyes met his. He smiled then cut your rambling off with a kiss. You loved it when he kissed you, it was like small little fireworks were inside your heart and butterflies fluttered around in your stomach, and he knew this all too well. This is why he does it so often, being an incubus, he didn't just see what it did to you, he felt it. He was the one to pull away. He around your head to see all the ingredients. "Are you making something?". After his little stunt you completely forgot about the cake you were making. "Oh yea! I'm making a cake!" He grinned slightly at your excitement, you sounded like a little kid. "Awh, and you didn't even invite me?" He put on a fake pouty face. "Come on! I thought you were still asleep!" you said. "If it makes you feel better can you help me?". That seemed to make things better on account of he walked over and started to examine the ingredients. "Do you know how to make one?" he asked, "Are you doubting my abilities?" he looked at you, "Of course not, I would never!". He went up to you and hugged you. He smelt good, not in a weird way, to other people, he smells alluring, but to you he smells like him, and a hint of vanilla or strawberries. You buried your head into his chest. You two stood there for a while, just enjoying each other's company. You tried to let go but he still kept holding you close. "Are we going to make the cake?" you said in the softest voice possible. He kissed your forehead and nodded. You smiled and went to read the recipe. You started to crack the eggs into the bowl when he got done greasing the pan. He walked over to you and wrapped his arms around you. "Well someone is being pretty clingy today" you said only half joking. "Can you blame me for wanting my hands on this body of yours. Here you are looking so damn amazing and not expect me to have my hands on you? Do you even know me deviant?". Your face suddenly felt hot. He knew exactly what buttons to press. When he said something about his hands on you made your mind go in a thousand directions. You realized you were holding the egg above the bowl and doing nothing. "What's wrong deviant?". You knew he knew damn well what was wrong. "Nothing," you replied, ''Why would there be something wrong?". He placed his head on your shoulder and turned his head so his mouth was right by your neck. You could feel his hot breath trailing down all the way from your neck to your back. His breath got hotter as he got closer. Finally after what felt like years his mouth reached its destination, your neck. He kissed it, it started out so soft and tender, then it got more passionate and heated. "G-gavin, I'm doing something" you said through staggered breaths. You felt him grin against your skin then he pulled away and started whisking the batter like nothing just happened. "I think it doesn't need any more whisking," he said. You looked over and held your hand out. He gave you the wisk. You licked it then licked your lips and grinned. You knew he was looking at you, but you played it off like you did nothing. "That's really good!" you looked up and your eyes met his. You grinned. He frowned. You poured the batter in the pan and put it in the oven. You turned to him. "What was that?" he said, looking down at you. "What was what?" You said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. He grabbed your waist and pulled you close, closing the gap between you two. You made a squeak sound from the sudden movement. He didn't seem to wait a moment longer, he kissed you. Your breath hitched. Your hands made their way up his back and around his neck. You pulled back for air. "Are you thinking something deviant?". You grinned, "And what if I am, Gavin?". He tightened his grip around your waist and pushed you onto the countertop. "Well then, we can't just let that thought linger in your mind~"
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