2nd Floor Common Room - Tuesday Evening

[goodgirlmeg]

Meg wanted to reward herself after working hard today. A cupcake sort of reward. So after showering (she had been playing in the dirt all day) she headed to the kitchen to see if there were any cupcakes in the fridge. But there wasn't any. Not even regular cake. So she decided to take matters into her own hands and make her own damn reward. Meg's

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[saltandammo]

Dean's food sense may have failed him with the pie yesterday but it was working just fine today as he wandered in. "Girlfriend baking. Can't ask for much more than that. At least not involving a stripper pole."

[goodgirlmeg]

"Hey, if you had been in my feminism class last year you would have been able to see me use a stripper pole," Meg said, as she iced a cupcake. It looked like she was getting more icing on her hands than on the baked goods. It had been a tough day and her focus was a little off. "Also, hi."

[saltandammo]

"Now you're just taunting me with the possibilities," Dean teased, coming over to her side. "You need any help?"

[goodgirlmeg]

"Yeah, you can help me by eating this one," Meg said, lifting up a cupcake. "I put too much icing on it."

[saltandammo]

"There's no such thing," Dean insisted, leaning forward to take a bite out of the cupcake Meg held.

[goodgirlmeg]

"My hands would say otherwise," she said, lifting up the frosting-covered hand that wasn't holding the cupcake.

[saltandammo]

Dean leaned forward to lick the frosting off Meg's fingers. "That's not what they're saying to me."

[goodgirlmeg]

"Uh-huh," Meg said, watching Dean intently. "And what are they saying to you?"

[saltandammo]

"Yummy?"

[goodgirlmeg]

She grinned. "You could be right. You do know my hands pretty well."

[saltandammo]

"Yeah, I'm pretty fluent in your hands," Dean agreed. "Among other body parts."

[goodgirlmeg]

"Nice. Here, finish your cupcake," she said, ducking her head down a little so he couldn't see her blush. She couldn't believe he still had that affect on her.

[saltandammo]

Dean smirked and put half the cupcake in his mouth all at once.

[goodgirlmeg]

Meg laughed. "Only half in one go? I'm slightly disappointed."

[saltandammo]

"I was trying to be polite," Dean said, mouth still full of cupcake.

[goodgirlmeg]

"Oh, sorry. Didn't realize that," She grinned. "I don't consider enthusiasm for my baking impolite."