MCA #1, Tuesday Evening

[hugetractsofland]

Lulu was bustling around the kitchen, preparing various ingredients, while she waited for Liir to show up.

There was a pot of orange spice cocoa on the stove, simmering away, for when he got there. The aroma was wafting through the apartment, and probably out into the hallway, as well.


[For the TA-shaped person, but otherwise open for the roomie, or anyone else who wants to wander by.]

Comments

[mistressofblack.livejournal.com]

"... Yes, Jean-Paul. It is the name of the cookie. Hazelnut and chocolate -- oral sex, yes?"

[notanactualfairy]

"Yes," he agreed. "Hide them. Please."

[mistressofblack.livejournal.com]

Lulu laughed. "Turn around, then, and you won't see where I've placed them."

[notanactualfairy]

Jean-Paul obligingly did so and this is the closest I have to an icon of him from behind.

[mistressofblack.livejournal.com]

Lulu placed the container of cookies in her cleavage. Well, more properly, she placed them in the handwavy of handwaviness place where she keeps her items like Potions, but she reaches it through her cleavage, so.

"All right, they're hidden."

[notanactualfairy]

In the one place he'd never think of looking, too. Jean-Paul turned back around, and tried to be surreptitious about looking around the kitchen for a hiding place. "Good," he said.

[mistressofblack.livejournal.com]

"Now, if you'd like, I can offer one to you periodically. Also, I have some other quite delicious treats that contain no chocolate whatsoever."

[notanactualfairy]

"You know," Jean-Paul said wistfully, "when I was a child I was able to have these things, and I did not properly appreciate them."