Bavarian by Emerald

Disclaimers: Yami no Matsuei and its characters are owned by their creator, Yohko Matsushita.

The warmth filled my cavern, arousing my senses. I felt my tongue being caressed, and then smothered with fleeting touches. It was nirvana --- absolute heaven. I drew in a sharp intake of breath and licked my lips. The nips and small bites of the unique flavour captured the roof of my mouth. My throat tingled --- moist and hot, I swallowed. My eyes are still closed in bliss as I savored the cream on my lips.

"Well?"

I glanced up, green orbs welcomed my sight. I can feel myself smile, satisfied.

"Well, what?" I decided to play innocent. Hisoka is just too cute when annoyed and I was just waiting for him to look at me with his patented glare, lips twisted in a mock (I hope) frown.

He did not disappoint.

"What does it taste like, baka?"

Tsk tsk! Exasperated now, Hisoka? I grin to myself.

Okay now, don't get me wrong. I'm not some sicko who gets kicks out of irritating other people. It's just that, with Hisoka...alright, aside from him being cute and all...I'd rather have him give me those glares than see him wistfully sitting in a corner, or thrashing in his sleep.

You get my drift, right?

I mean, God knows I've seen him so out of himself. He would cry in his sleep, sobbing oh-so-quietly so that I won't hear. But I did, and it pained me. I knew how it felt. I'm glad that that was all in the past. I learned to treasure the looks of annoyance and exasperation that he throws me, and of course, those rare smiles he gives me, the even RARER glances of seduction and passion...

I see him cross his arms in front of his chest, his pale and delicate fingers tapping impatiently, restlessly...nervously.

"Why don't you taste it yourself, then?" I countered him with my own question.

"You gobbled it all up! How do you expect ME to...? Argh!" He raised his hands in frustration. I giggled, I had won. But I know it's time for me to make amends...

Our relationship changed. I was stunned when he told me, in the midst of Touda's flames, that he needed me and wants me to stay with him. So I did. And perhaps, that's the only right decision I made in my entire life. But that's more than enough.

And I would give anything to NOT see him again in anguish, wallowing in self-angst. Apparently, he thought that way about me, too. So we pulled through --- together.

"Neee...Hisoka. Don't be mad. It was good."

I moved towards him, reaching out to touch the tense shoulders. He had his back toward me, and he turned his head sideways. His profile never ceases to take my breath away, especially now when he has this mischievous twinkle in his eye, coupled with a deliciously evil smirk.

"Just good?"

Ooooh...he doesn't have any idea how sexy he looks right now. At least, that's what he wanted it to appear --- innocent and naive.

"The best!"

He's facing me now, and he is coming closer. So close that our noses were barely an inch apart and I could feel his sweet breath on my face. My, he has never been THIS bold before.

He flicked his tongue to lick on my cheek.

"Mmm...you're right."

"Huh?" I blinked at my lover, still in a semi-daze.

"It does taste good, my bavarian cream...sweet, creamy, with just the right amount of spice..."

Hisoka suddenly stands, rushes to the kitchen and scribbles down the recipe before memory betrays him.

-owari-

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