@SLUTTYSPlDEY "Don't give me ideas..." He shrugs, forehead falling to rest on the top of Peter's head. "I can't give this to someone with cum in it."
A hand falls over Peter's shoulder, Sam stepping back again. "Maybe we could make a bread mold out of my dick... and you can eat it for real."
@SLUTTYSPlDEY "We'll see about that." He replies, his hand still playing with ass cheeks like toys. Just standing over Petey, he already forgets what he was doing before. Cooking? Right, yeah.
"...Heh, too bad you can't put cum in apple pie."
@SLUTTYSPlDEY "Sounded like you could hardly take me the other night." His hand grabs enough ass to squish through the stolen tee, huffing into Peter's ear.
He doesn't need to start getting competitive with the utensils——which they both know he might.
@SLUTTYSPlDEY "I'd get nothing done if you were in the real kitchen with me . . ." He remarks, finishing off the apple in his hands. Sam tosses the core at his boyfriend's head, then steps back.
"Rolling pin? You sure that's not too small for you?" Nudging his back, teasing.
@SLUTTYSPlDEY Only takes him about five seconds before he's leaning in and kissing his boy's face. His cheek, then his lips. He looked so cute preparing food.
"I always thought it'd be hot to fuck a sous chef..."
@SLUTTYSPlDEY He's got no clue where Peter got that from. Sam picks his apple off the floor and takes another bite, ruffling his boyfriend's hair.
"What do you wanna help with, baby? Cutting the apples?"
@SLUTTYSPlDEY "Goof—" He says through the apple... but it just falls onto the floor. "Good! Adorable, yeah."
Going to pick his apple off the floor——and perk under the oversized tee just in case.
Twisting his fingers in Charlie's mouth, letting them slide right down his tongue... hopefully he doesn't mind any gymsweat or musk on Sam's fingers.
"Taste good?" Looking into his eyes.