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Cute

Mei watched Ichigo curiously as he mixed the cake gracefully. This seemed to be the only time he was calm.

Ichigo didn't seem to notice Mei was there. That can be changed. She thought, smiling mischievously.

She got her camera ready before shooting up, startling Ichigo.

"BOO!" She cried snapping a photo.

After getting a decent picture she began to laugh at his shocked face.

"You look so cute Ichy!" She giggled.

Ichigo, got over his shock and glared at her. "What do you think you're doing Mei?"

"You just looked so cute and peaceful I couldn't help myself!" Mei smiled apologetically.

Ichigo's frown deepened as he towered over the shorter girl.

She wasn't the slightest bit intimidated, in fact she seemed to be amused.

Mei grinned up at him before leaning up and giving the boy a peck on his cheek. A slight pink dusted his cheek as he stumbled back, muttering under his breath.

"Ichigo, you're so cute." She smiled fondly.

Ichigo's eyes darkened as he once again cornered her, this time the look in his eye immobilized her.

She blinked up with her innocent brown eyes, as sweet as chocolate, and flushed cheeks that reminded him of the strawberry frosting that laid ready to be spread on the vanilla cake that he was making before the mischievous imp named Mei startled him.

He looked down at her pink face that begged for his attention.

Ichigo lowered his face and captured her lips in a hard kiss.

Mei gasped against his lips in surprise and he smirked in amusement as he kissed her harder.

He pulled away and took in her flustered face, shining eyes and bruised lips.

"I'm not cute." Ichigo said seriously, tilting her face up.

Looking at her delectable lips again, Ichigo smirked and strode away to the cake he was making.

Mei stood on weak knees, looking at his retreating form in confusion before he came back with frosting on his finger.

He smeared the sweet paste into her lips before leaning down and once again capturing her lips into a sweet capture.

He licked the frosting off with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Mei could taste the strawberry taste from his lips, mingling with his natural flavor.

When they finally pulled apart, they shared a cherry red face.

Mei's legs gave out on her and she slid to the floor, cupping her burning face.

"I told you, I'm not cute." He whispered in her red ear.
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Oh my god 😳 I can't believe I wrote that!!! I feel like such a pervert *covers red face* was it too perverted for anyone who bothered to read this? If it's too perverted you have permission to slap me!