Pisces and Scorpio

Cooking?

Pisces (m) x Scorpio (f)

Pisces was baking cookies, his hands busy with the dough. Scorpio found the perfect opportunity to have some fun. She sneaked up on Pisces, as silently as her feet allowed her to, and said, "Boo!".

"Holy mother of-"

"Calm down Pi, it's me!", she said, wrapping her arms around Pisces's hard abs from the back. Pisces took a deep breath, grabbed the dough, and smeared it all over Scorpio's shirt.

"What the- that was brand new! Well, you're going down." Scorpio grabbed an egg from the breakfast table, and threw it on Pisces's head.

It broke, and now his short hair was covered with slimy egg yolk. Pisces could do nothing but stand and stare at Scorpio wide mouthed. He groaned in disgust, trying to get it out of his hair. Before he could throw anything on Scorpio, she closed the distance between them, and smashed her lips against his. Pisces grumbled against her lips, " Not cool Scorp. Not cool."

He resisted for a moment then kissed her back. He pushed her against the nearby wall. He slid his tongue on her pink lips, and deepened the kiss. His lips graced her chin, and moved down her throat. Scorpio closed her eyes and sighed happily, oblivious to the rest of the world. That was when a tomato was squashed on her head, its juice spilling all over her face.

"Pisceeeeeeessssss!!

Scorpio literally jumped on Pisces, pinning him against the ground. She took the basket of eggs on the table and started throwing them on him, one by one. Pisces started laughing and held his hands up, telling her to stop.

Ten minutes later, he was completely covered in egg yolk.

"Can I kiss you now, Scorp? Want to get eggy? Is that even a word?"

"Oh, just stop asking so many questions. I'll be waiting for you in the shower.", Scorpio winked at him and jogged into the bathroom.

Pisces was just standing in the kitchen, egg yolk dripping down his skin, hands hanging loosely by his sides, calculating how much money he'd lost because of the broken eggs.