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Roderich wasn't really baking, per se.

Well, he was. But he'd lost track of time. Namely because his mind wasn't particularly on the subject of baking anymore.

The apricot glaze had been poured over the cake, then chilled, and there was just a little bit left over. He moved on to making the chocolate glaze to go over it. He'd always been skilled at

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Now, Hungary wasn’t normally as nosey as she was being today, but the smell of jam and chocolate was such a tempting thing. Really, she was curious as to just what he was up to with it, knowing full well that anything using those two substances would end up absolutely delicious no matter… where they were used. That and, well, she had little else she was doing today other than simply checking up on things to make sure nothing was in an absolute state of disrepair. She knew how he could get lost in his thoughts for hours at a time and that tended to not be good for other things.

Humming softly to herself she made her way towards the kitchen, having decided for the day to wear something she hadn’t really worn lately. Just a simple green and black corset over a loose relatively low-cut white peasant shirt and a typical skirt. It wasn’t too out of her normal, but the corset was the thing in particular she hadn’t worn in a while. It was just about as comfortable as she remembered it, wearing it a lot more casual that she typically did. The

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Well, the startling tactics certainly worked. The whisk made a small journey into the air, landing back in the bowl but leaving what could only be described as a glob of chocolate on his left cheek. He wasn't sure if his face went quite that hot before or after she barged in.

"Goodness, you startled me. ...What, this? It's just melted chocolate. It's not really possible to beat it too..."

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The snort that followed wasn't exactly a sound he'd like to be famous for making.

"I guess you'd have to make sure there aren't too many ... air bubbles in it..." And now he was just giggling. "That doesn't make any sense."

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A brow was raised at that snort, head tilting a little at the noise. Really, she wasn’t used to him making such a noise and it threw her a bit of a loop. Even more so than what he was saying, really. A tiny bit of a pout accompanied her next words, placing her chin on his shoulder this time.

“And what is so funny about that, hm? I merely was stating an observation.”

Though that chocolate is rather messy. Smirking a little she shifted to take a finger and take a bit from his cheek, lightly sucking on her finger afterward to be rid of that little substance. ... For once she wasn’t actually aware of what she was doing, to be perfectly honest.

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He turned over his shoulder to get a better look at her, and it was then that he finally got a better view of what she was wearing. He probably wasn't all that great hiding the once-over, at least because they were more than familiar with each other. And just as he was taking in the sight, her finger was on his cheek, dangerously close to just beneath his lip, and...

...well, he thought his face couldn't flush any further.

"Come now. Don't tell me you didn't say that intentionally."

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Why no, no he wasn’t very good at hiding that, not at all. He never was exactly subtle to her and she couldn’t help but give him a quick cheek kiss once her finger was clean. Might as well give the poor guy something in return for the appreciative look, right?

At least the flushing was cute, he got flustered so easy. Though given the fact he had been rather flushed before, she figured she had some idea of what he was lost in thought about, not that she was going to acknowledge this fact any time soon.

“I can’t say I did anything intentional there, no. You looked like you might end up killing that poor bowl. What were you so lost in thought about, hm?”

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"I... you said. You told me I was beating it too hard. And I almost replied saying there was no such thing..." He was still laughing, but more out of disbelief now. "You have got to be kidding."

Well that was embarrassing.

...At least he was trying not to stare too hard down that shirt.

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“So I made an unintentional sexual remark, so what? Honestly, you’re acting like a child.” Her tone held a light joking side, shifting around to his side instead, oh-so-kindly pressing against his arm there. Psh, like she really cared where he was looking, he was one of the very few people she had no problems with looking at her.

“And you never answered my question as to what you were thinking about.”

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...Well, now that he was sure she'd caught on to where his mind was, there was no way that little press wasn't intentional.

"A child?" Grinning, and not really caring that this wouldn't exactly help prove her wrong, he took the whisk and gently tapped her face with it, leaving a good amount of chocolate on her jawline. "Now you're just mocking me."

And then it started to dribble down her neck. And I mean, damn. That sight. He took a heavy breath and leaned in towards her, lips latching on to the bottom of the sugary trail, and followed it with his tongue up to her cheek.

"Well, what do you think I was thinking about, Liebling?"

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That whisk got a squeak from her and the resulting pout that followed, one hand moving to clutch at his arm with a little more strength than was probably necessary. See how she pouts, it's totally not a real pout, particularly considering she's really trying to keep from laughing instead.

"Of course, but it's all out of fun, you know."

Not that she had much time to really say much more than that, breath hitching when those damn lips touched her skin. Ass, hew knew this would probably shut her up in one way or another. Letting out a calming breath she managed to give a half-hearted glare, looking for her words and where they had disappeared to.

"I know that you better not be teasing me or I will be rather upset."

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He shouldn't have been surprised how much that grip fueled the fire; after all, he was already pretty worked up to begin with.

"Yes, darling." And he was just going to throw that mockery right back at her. Even if he really was fond of calling her pet names. And meaning it, too.

Chocolate was rather persistent in staying on the skin, and he wouldn't have any spots left on such perfect skin, now would he? Through a playful smile, he pressed his tongue against the same path once again to ensure that nothing was left.

"Why would I do that? Now if you'd caught me earlier when the cake was being made, that would be a different story. But it's been chilled. It can wait a bit longer, if you'd like."

He finally turned to fully face her, away from the stove, turning off the heat and placing a hand on the small of her back, just barely hinting at possibly, maybe venturing lower. But not yet. Soon. Oh, and don't mind the erection.

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"Oh shush," she managed in a little mutter, glad to get that little bit of words out before he decided that she simply wasn't cleaned of that chocolate yet. Despite herself she couldn't hide the soft whimper that was so obnoxiously persistent and not wanting to co-operate in keeping herself in check. Damn body not playing the game she wanted, she really hadn't meant for any of this to happen. But complaining about it was the last thing she was finding herself wanting to do.

Gathering her words once again she managed to form at least a semi-coherent sentence. "What the hell do you think I'd like," she hissed back at him, really not fooling around anymore. If he was going to make this into a game then she was just as game for all of it. But like hell if she was wanting to wait around, that wasn't her style.

And speaking of that erection, it's not something she's unused to. Come now, they were married for how long again? Psh.

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He's hanging on to every little squeak and whimper, you know, no matter how small. And, sorry, that impatience is only making him smug. Because yeah, he's got what she wants. Somehow that never gets old.

"Impatient, are we? Very well." And now was the time to move that hand lower. He gave her rear a generous squeeze, lingering a little for another caress, cocking his head to gesture towards the bedroom. He liked what he'd sampled earlier, though, and the bowl was shining brightly in his peripheral, making the wheels in his head turn. He bumped her gently with his hips. because shut up, boners never lose their magic

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Perhaps for him it doesn't get old, for her it sincerely frustrates the hell out of her and makes her all the more likely to not let him have what he wants or leave more marks than were necessary. Not that that's... really a deterrent, now is it?

"Damn right I a-..." and that was where she trailed off, hoping with some fragment of her being that he hadn't noticed the shiver that betrayed her once again.

"Lead the way then, you bastard." The insult was rather weak, even sounding a little more than amused when it came to the name calling. Like she could really deny something like this, sigh~

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No it isn't, and this is what makes their world go round.

As much as he was enjoying playing the cool and collected one, he (obviously, come on) wasn't immune to reacting himself, and he couldn't help making a small noise of his own in direct response to hers. He wasn't really expecting it, either, but oh well. No shame in it.

Lead the way, she says. Really. He was surprised she hadn't already pushed him over the counter, or worse, impulsively over the hot stove. He bit his lip, haphazardly grabbing the bowl - whisk resting inside - and took her hand, leading the way into the bedroom as requested.

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Oh come now, she isn't always that impulsive when she's more in a mood to not be in charge of every little thing that happens ever. And it's just polite, no?

For the time being she remained relatively quiet, clutching his hand probably a little harder than she'd really intended to. But at least she wasn't using her nails to dig into his palm, yet. The day was still young, after all.