Cookies (Loveless, PG-13)
Title: Cookies
Fandom: Loveless
Rating: PG-13 for naughty implications
Summary: Ritsuka doesn't like to eat cookies, but he'll make them. Prompt #6 - Making something for 12daysofxxxmas
Ritsuka’s mother made cookies every Christmas.
She said that, once, Ritsuka liked her cookies. That he liked Christmas and he was such a good little boy. He would help put the sprinkles on the cookies, and liked decorating the gingerbread men. He would always put cat ears on them, she said.
Ritsuka wasn’t downstairs this time when she made cookies.
He wasn’t even in the house.
Instead, Ritsuka was over at Soubi’s. Ritsuka couldn’t remember liking Christmas, or cookies. He wasn’t much a fan or overly sweet things, so didn’t like the thick icing that Kio kept spreading on his cookies, or the piles of sugar that could be used to decorate them.
But he liked making them. So he stayed.
“Ne, Rit-chan, your cookies look better than Soubi’s!” Kio said as he peered over the younger boy’s shoulder. “Sou-kun keeps ripping off their legs.”
“They fall off because the dough is too thin,” Soubi explained, concentrating on pressing the cookie cutter into the dough that was, as Soubi said, rolled too thin.
Ritsuka grinned, carefully pulling the dough away from his own cookies. He inspected it for a moment, and then grabbed the ball of left over dough once again to add to it.
“Ah! Cute!” Kio watched Ritsuka as he added to the cookie. “It’s a virgin gingerbread boy!” And so it was, a cookie complete with cat ears and tail.
“It’s for Soubi,” Ritsuka explained as he put the cookie on the tray, ready to be baked. “He said he’s always wondered what I taste like, so he can have a cookie version of me.”
Soubi’s attention snapped from his own creations to the cookie in the oven. If looks could kill, Soubi would be dead from the look he could feel he was getting from Kio.
“You are SUCH a pervert Soubi.”
“He’s the one who made it, not me,” Soubi explained, watching the cookie from the small window on the oven.
“I made a Soubi cookie too!” Ritsuka added in. “Would you like that one Kio?”
Kio’s shoulders slumped, head hanging down.
“…Yes.”
Fandom: Loveless
Rating: PG-13 for naughty implications
Summary: Ritsuka doesn't like to eat cookies, but he'll make them. Prompt #6 - Making something for 12daysofxxxmas
Ritsuka’s mother made cookies every Christmas.
She said that, once, Ritsuka liked her cookies. That he liked Christmas and he was such a good little boy. He would help put the sprinkles on the cookies, and liked decorating the gingerbread men. He would always put cat ears on them, she said.
Ritsuka wasn’t downstairs this time when she made cookies.
He wasn’t even in the house.
Instead, Ritsuka was over at Soubi’s. Ritsuka couldn’t remember liking Christmas, or cookies. He wasn’t much a fan or overly sweet things, so didn’t like the thick icing that Kio kept spreading on his cookies, or the piles of sugar that could be used to decorate them.
But he liked making them. So he stayed.
“Ne, Rit-chan, your cookies look better than Soubi’s!” Kio said as he peered over the younger boy’s shoulder. “Sou-kun keeps ripping off their legs.”
“They fall off because the dough is too thin,” Soubi explained, concentrating on pressing the cookie cutter into the dough that was, as Soubi said, rolled too thin.
Ritsuka grinned, carefully pulling the dough away from his own cookies. He inspected it for a moment, and then grabbed the ball of left over dough once again to add to it.
“Ah! Cute!” Kio watched Ritsuka as he added to the cookie. “It’s a virgin gingerbread boy!” And so it was, a cookie complete with cat ears and tail.
“It’s for Soubi,” Ritsuka explained as he put the cookie on the tray, ready to be baked. “He said he’s always wondered what I taste like, so he can have a cookie version of me.”
Soubi’s attention snapped from his own creations to the cookie in the oven. If looks could kill, Soubi would be dead from the look he could feel he was getting from Kio.
“You are SUCH a pervert Soubi.”
“He’s the one who made it, not me,” Soubi explained, watching the cookie from the small window on the oven.
“I made a Soubi cookie too!” Ritsuka added in. “Would you like that one Kio?”
Kio’s shoulders slumped, head hanging down.
“…Yes.”