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May 16, 2010 15:31

"I'm sure you'll be fantastic at them. And I promise not to massage you, in return." He was thinking something chocolate, maybe. What was it that Gabriella had said? Ah yes, chocolate chips. That sounded delicious. He opens up the bag of chocolate chips and starts sprinkling those in, as well ( Read more... )

who: gabriella, verse: amour interdit

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OOOOOH PASTRIES~ headofapin May 18 2010, 10:59:24 UTC
"Thank you, dear," Gabriella smiled at him, and then moved to get smaller bowls to divide the batter into. She was going to make rainbow cupcakes, and was to pour the colours in the bowl when she suddenly had a boyfriend in her face.

"Hi. I love you too," she replied, and turned so that she could kiss his lips. It was nice. Just doing something normal. And something that was more fun than their usual reading and work. And not sex. Comfortable, again. "I love you a lot."

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devezfrancefier May 20 2010, 11:51:22 UTC
The sex is always wonderful, as is the hanging out and reading, but doing something different is always good. Another stolen kiss, and a laugh. "Are you trying to distract me from my fantastic cupcakes with your affection? It won't work."

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headofapin May 20 2010, 13:37:48 UTC
"You´re the one who started with the ´I love you´ crap, Jean. So you tried to distract me first. It´s only fair," she replied coolly, though there was a bit of a smile playing at her lips as she turned her attention back to carefully dropping colour into the bowls of batter, and then using a separate spoon in each to mix them together, until they were bright. "Mhm, perfect." A murmur as she added a drop of red to a light blue, to make a rich, yet light purple. "And even more."

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devezfrancefier May 25 2010, 20:03:37 UTC
"Oh this -- I love you crap? It's crap? I'm so offended. Fine, I'll never say it again." He gives her his haughtiest expression, turning away from her a little to mix his cupcakes.

Though he's doing his best not to smile.

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headofapin May 25 2010, 20:07:21 UTC
Gabriella stared at him for a minute, and then snorted, before moving to him so she could push him, enough to get her arms around his neck. Her body molded against his, and she kissed him. "I love you so much, Jean-Michel. Stop being a giant boob." She grinned, and kissed him again. "We should get those in the oven. And have sex while they're baking. Unless you don't love me. I won't have sex with anyone who doesn't."

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devezfrancefier May 26 2010, 11:57:59 UTC
"A giant -- " He fights off a laugh as he kisses her, reaching out to pull the cupcake tray closer to him on the counter so the cupcakes can get into the oven faster.

"I do love you. I love you very much. Enough that I might actually let you win our little contest. How do you plan on getting them into the tin, without it mixing and getting odd coloured?"

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headofapin May 26 2010, 12:06:18 UTC
"That's much better."

She pulled away then, with a final kiss and a laugh. "No. No whoever wins this is going to win fair and square. We should give one of each to Mr.McCall, and not tell him anything, and then ask him which he likes best. That'll be the most fair."

Her attention was them back on the bowls, having carefully lined the tins with paper now. "It's just a matter of doing it slowly," she replied as she started ladling the red into the bottom, a thin layer, before choosing the yellow. It was slowly, and carefully spooned on, with blue coming after, and then purple; until everything was gone from the bowls, and she very carefully placed the trays into the over. "There."

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devezfrancefier May 26 2010, 12:20:33 UTC
"But I don't like doing things slowly, all the time. I get impatient." He spoons his own batter into his paper-lined tin, not nearly so careful as Gabriella is with hers.

"Maybe we should have more than one judge. Your friends can help, too. Three votes, no possibility of a tie. That will be the most fair."

Once the cupcakes are in the oven and the timers are set, Jean Michel pulls Gabriella close for a kiss, biting playfully at her lower lip. "So now they're in the oven. What was your idea for what we should do while we're waiting?"

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headofapin May 26 2010, 12:25:41 UTC
"Well...you've shown me that sometimes things are okay to do fast..." She watched him, and giggled, shaking her head a bit at his hurry.

"That...works for me. We'll bring them in, and have them test. And write on a piece of paper which they like best," she said, and nodded. "It'll be perfect."

Gabriella was leaning against the counter, watching hers until she's pulled to him, and that makes her giggle against his lips. "Mhm, my idea?" She smirked a bit, arching her body against his. "It was something that makes the fact that I'm not wearing any underwear very practical, Monsieur Azoulay."

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devezfrancefier May 26 2010, 13:26:47 UTC
"Absolutely perfect."

He lets out a moan when she announces that she's not wearing underwear, and presses against her, his hands skimming over her thighs. "Oh, the things you do to me, Mlle. Gray. I think, underneath your sweet exterior, you're secretly very naughty. I like that."

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headofapin May 26 2010, 13:32:29 UTC
"You're the one who's made me this way, M. Azoulay. The things you've done to me, made me want. It's all your fault. I can never be with anyone else, now that I've been with you."

She's smirking a little; her hand going up to run through, and then tug at his hair, before letting them back down, and going straight for his pants, because they don't have all that much time before the timers will ring. "Do you think we can do it?"

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devezfrancefier May 26 2010, 13:36:24 UTC
"Oh, so I've corrupted you? What a bad man I am, then." He doesn't sound the least bit apologetic as he kisses hungrily over her neck, one hand sneaking up under her skirt to tease between her legs.

"How much time do we have?" he murmurs, inhaling sharply as she reaches down to undo his pants.

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headofapin May 26 2010, 13:40:02 UTC
"Mhm. Though I'm worse, for giving in to it all. So you should spank me," Gabriella murmured, letting out a rather loud moan as she shifted, spreading her legs, and moving so his hand touched her quicker.

"Mhm, about twenty minutes, or so. Not long at all, my love," she sighed, pants undone, and she shoved them down. "We can...do it without."

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devezfrancefier May 26 2010, 14:03:23 UTC
"You'd have to turn around, for me to do that." The moan was gratifying beyond words, and he slips a finger inside her, just to tease her for a moment.

"Whatever you say," he groans in return, kissing her hard and deep, his tongue nudging at her lips, seeking entrance.

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headofapin May 26 2010, 16:22:24 UTC
The finger slipping in her made her breath hitch, followed by a soft whimper. Her leg went up, wrapping around his waist, as she took the opportunity to make his finger go deeper. It was funny how much she wanted him now, after being so hesitant at first.

"Okay, then, without," she murmured and nodded, before kissing him back, sucking on his tongue, and her hand went to wrap around his cock to stroke it, needing him well, now.

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