[Recipe No.14]

May 25, 2009 23:06

Snow, eh? Well, we had rain in the house when I first arrived. We still have food, don't see why people are complaining ( Read more... )

coldcold, snow, soup

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ninjamalaproper May 26 2009, 03:33:02 UTC
I will be your roommate until the snow ceases. Takami-san offered me your company.

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lovecook_175 May 26 2009, 08:22:56 UTC
Really? Z-Ziva-chan, I would be delighted to keep you company in this chilly weather~
You may take my bed if you're staying with us, I won't have a lady sleeping on the floor, especially with snow everywhere!

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ninjamalaproper May 26 2009, 19:05:04 UTC
That would be very kind of you Sanji! I was considering just using the extra bed in your room, rather than removing you from yours.

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lovecook_175 May 27 2009, 06:41:21 UTC
Oh, that would be suitable too. As long as you don't get too cold!

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notchickenwuss May 26 2009, 06:48:01 UTC
Weird, huh? I thought people get cranky in hot weather.

*brbgonnagetsomestew*

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lovecook_175 May 26 2009, 08:25:05 UTC
Heh, people will blame their shitty moods on anything.

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kuromu_sama May 26 2009, 09:32:23 UTC
Hot soup sounds great in this freezing weather..

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lovecook_175 May 26 2009, 10:16:56 UTC
Please, help yourself, young miss! Don't let it go to waste~ ♥

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kuromu_sama May 26 2009, 10:47:40 UTC
That sounds good, thank you..

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bootofinnocence May 26 2009, 16:36:44 UTC
It must be good if you cooked it. I may have some later.

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lovecook_175 May 27 2009, 06:45:40 UTC
Of course, Lenalee-chan! Nothing but the best meals for graceful doves like you! ♥
Please, enjoy~

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bootofinnocence May 27 2009, 16:04:38 UTC
[A small laugh.]

Are you this nice to all girls you meet?

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lovecook_175 May 28 2009, 00:25:51 UTC
Eh? But of course! Ladies deserve the best of everything, including manners~!

B-But that doesn't mean that Lenalee-chan doesn't hold a special place in my heart!

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[cont: Action&Voice] my_resolve May 28 2009, 13:03:30 UTC
[Well at least this was more like it, even if the cook had mood swings like a woman that didn't mean the swordsman was going to allow him to dominate him in any shape or form. With a rough hand he curled his fingers around the cook's slim wrist yanking it off and pressed it up against the pantry door before sliding their fingers together, he told himself it was just easier to keep it encased there.

He snaked his other arm down and around the slim waist pulling the blond hard against him. His head angled for a better fit as his own tongue fought to make the blond submit to him. ]

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Re: [cont: Action&Voice] lovecook_175 May 28 2009, 13:29:37 UTC
*It seemed that this turned out as a silent battle for power, the cook pressing harder against a toned body just to defy him. Tongue twisting to roam around the swordsman's mouth lazily, he paid no attention to his hand pressed up against the door, only focusing on tasting more, exploring more, teeth raking over the textured tongue when he seized a chance to.

His hips pressed firmly against the others, he wrapped an arm around the strong back to force more pressure between them, bodies fit snugly. Smirking a little into the other's mouth, he rolled his hips forward oh so slightly, grinding against him.*

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Re: [cont: Action&Voice] my_resolve May 28 2009, 13:59:35 UTC
[That movement had his stomach dropping not unpleasantly, but merely a sensation he hadn't experienced since they fell down from Skypiea. He pulled back enough to swipe a tongue over kiss swollen lips giving the cook a long searching look.]

You're making it harder for me to resist, bastard.

[Lips curled up into that familiar smirk, one leg parted his to rub between them, daringly.]

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Re: [cont: Action&Voice] lovecook_175 May 28 2009, 14:15:49 UTC
*He echoed that smirk, the growing lust urging him on to lower his head, finding the swordsman's neck through heat instead of sight, as the dark stunted his vision. Sealing his mouth over the gentle warmth, he nipped the skin smartly, leaving a trail of light red bite marks down the length of his neck, hot breaths increasing in intensity slowly as that leg created friction, erasing the cook's previous arguments from his hazing mind.*

Heh.. *He murmured close to the swordsman's ear, having lifted his head from his ministrations.* Looks to me like you've already given in.

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