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How much are we supposed to eat?

[ he does kiss him back, and doesn't make any attempt to get down even once they reached their destination ]

It’s not as much as you think. A dish from each and the dessert. [ into the snow! he carries him through the storm and into the house, setting him down only once they’re inside. ] Fire’s on if you want to go warm up.

[ he does go by the fire, because after all, it's cold ]

Mmm? What did you prepare for dessert?

I baked some chocolate chip cookies that are cooking over there. [ point. ] And I made an black and white cake that some people refer to as… Oreo. [ whatever that means. ] I think you’ll enjoy both.

[ well he is staring at the desserts so maybe he's right. he will enjoy it. And he immediately eats for the cookies to grab one and eat it right away ]

… [ he lets him take one, but, Scara, come on. he seats his hand straight after. ] We haven’t eaten dinner you know.

[ he's making a face ]

Does it matter if it's before or after?

Yes. You’re going to spoil your appetite.

[ well. he doesn't want to ruin the date, but he will not be happy about it!! ]

... Fine.

You can eat as many as you like later. [ steers him back toward the main part of the kitchen. ] You need to help me besides. I enjoyed making the chocolate together, so I thought we could make dinner together.

[ his eyes turn into hearts immediately, so that betrays him right away, but— ]

I don't feel like helping you. Convince me.

[ cute… ] If you help me you can have another cookie. [ grins. ] And You can sit in my lap while we eat, so I can feed [ possibly fuck. ] you.

[ definitely fuck. He walks up to the counter ]

How do we start?

[ explains each of the three dishes, so Scaramouche can choose which they prepare first, and then he’ll go over how to prepare it. he’s got all the ingredients already - they just need to cut, prepare, season, and cook. he’ll keep Scara caged between him and counter, occasionally ( innocently ) grinding into him. ]

[ Totally innocently. He's trying to focus on the dish because he's not used to cooking but he doesn't want to mess it up, but it's obvious that Childe grinding into him each time has him distracted and wanting for more. ]

... If you keep up like that I won't be able to stop thinking about doing a little more than occasionally grinding against you.

Dessert isn’t just cookies and cake, … [ he takes his hand, bringing it back, so he can kiss his wrist. ]

Oh, and you grinding against me won't spoil my appetite...?

I can be good. [ can he though? releases his wrist and goes back to helping him finish the dish. ] We can do just the one. I’m honestly just glad you stuck it out with me the entire time, and look what you managed to make. [ kisses the side of his head. ]

[ oh no, he's not allowed to be sweet and cute after that. But he likes it, his eyes makes it obvious he does, and he wraps his arms around Childe's waist, going to hide his face on his chest ]

[ childe sets a hand on scaramouche’s back, and then he says in inazuman, ] I love you. [ grabs the plates they’ve prepared and steers Scara into the living room. they don’t need to eat at the table, his lap should suffice. ] I hope you’re hungry.

[ how dare he do that, it's a critical hit, and he keeps his face well hidden for a bit more after, quiet. Once Childe sits down, he does just sit on his lap ]

I'm very hungry. Someone didn't let me eat the cookies.

[ childe’s tails all fan out around them as he sits, a huff of laughter expelled as scaramouche takes a seat in his lap. childe loops an arm around him, holding him closely as he… steals the first bite for himself. ] I get the feeling if I would have let you eat them, you would have eaten them all… [ he does feed him the second bite. ] This is delicious, you did good, Kuniku.

You did most of the work and you know it.

[ but he likes hearing it, and as he takes that second bite he can’t help but agree: he did do well ]

I love you too.

[ and he copies childe, saying it in his language ]

I know. I was trying not to say it. But... that still doesn't take away from how you indulged me, stuck around and played kitchen... I appreciate that. [ kisses him as he takes another bite. ] I didn't know you had such a sweet tooth, Scara, or is it just that you have a thing for my cookies?

[ he kisses him back, pupils fully going into hearts now ]

It’s your dessert I’m crazy about. And I was promised more.

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