[Just the food is enough to make him grin like a lunatic, but then he catches sight of the writing and his stomach isn't just rumbling anymore in foodie bliss, it feels like it's making somersaults as well.]
As if I would ever say no! You make me happy, too, very, very happy! [He studied her face, his cheeks flushed with excitement and eyes gleaming happily. Slowly, he leant forward and leant his forehead gently against hers as he gazed deep into her eyes.]
[These eyes that had just been gazing into hers romantically went comically wide and his jaw dropped.]
Food! We will have all our favorite foods! And there will be dancing and music and the best thing is, we can do it twice! A Filipino wedding and an Italian one!
[He cooed softly as their lips brushed. Cupping her chin gently in his hand, he captured her lips in a proper kiss. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, kissing her gently, lovingly.]
[He lost himself in the passion of the moment and the sweet warmth of her body pressing against his. It was only when their lips parted for air that he realized their kissing had become a bit less innocent than he had intended. He grinned at her, blushing brightly.]
Ve~ We should eat the tasty cake you made. [But not before he had leant forward and kissed her on the cheek.]
[She was about as red as a tomato as well, but she grinned up at him, accepting the kiss upon her nose with a faint chuckle.]
Yeah. It's best while it's cold. [Piri smiled up at him, brushing one more kiss to his mouth before she tugged him along to the table. Besides, they had the whole wedding night and honeymoon to do . . . things. Right???]
Let me feed you! [Laughing, she got a teaspoon and scooped up a generous portion of creamy-sweet-silky flan.]
[Giggling and blushing an even brighter shade of red, Feliciano opened his mouth obediently. He closed his mouth around the spoon and as soon as the flavors hit his taste buds, his eyes fell shut. A soft moan of foodie bliss escaped him.]
[She took a spoonful for herself as well, nomming it. Oh yeah. She got the recipe perfect, as usual, and the chocolate swirls on top made it even better.]
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[Except something's written at the top in chocolate syrup.]
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Ve~! Sí, sí, sí, I will!
[Have an armful of happy Italian nation.]
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Really? I'm so happy!
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You know what this means for our wedding?
Lots of food.
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Food! We will have all our favorite foods! And there will be dancing and music and the best thing is, we can do it twice! A Filipino wedding and an Italian one!
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You know it!
[Her face red, she leaned in, brushing her nose to his and grinning.]
You're the best. That's why I love you.
[She kissed him warmly, smiling before brushing her mouth to his.]
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[He cooed softly as their lips brushed. Cupping her chin gently in his hand, he captured her lips in a proper kiss. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, kissing her gently, lovingly.]
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[She parted her lips, allowing him deeper as her own tongue brushed into the warmth of his mouth, tasting him.]
[Giggling softly, she pressed herself closer, soft lips flush to his, her kisses becoming more urgent.]
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Ve~ We should eat the tasty cake you made. [But not before he had leant forward and kissed her on the cheek.]
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Yeah. It's best while it's cold. [Piri smiled up at him, brushing one more kiss to his mouth before she tugged him along to the table. Besides, they had the whole wedding night and honeymoon to do . . . things. Right???]
Let me feed you! [Laughing, she got a teaspoon and scooped up a generous portion of creamy-sweet-silky flan.]
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[Giggling and blushing an even brighter shade of red, Feliciano opened his mouth obediently. He closed his mouth around the spoon and as soon as the flavors hit his taste buds, his eyes fell shut. A soft moan of foodie bliss escaped him.]
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[She took a spoonful for herself as well, nomming it. Oh yeah. She got the recipe perfect, as usual, and the chocolate swirls on top made it even better.]
How do you say "cheers" in your language?
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