Finger-Licking Good
Finger-Licking Good
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Finger-Licking Good
By: Istas
Slowly sliding
the mixer’s switch to the fourth speed, Naruto moved away from the counter and
checked the stove’s timer, noticing that his second batch of cookies still had
ten minutes. Nodding to himself, the young man quickly reached behind him to
tighten his apron before going to the cabinets under the sink. Crunching,
Naruto opened the door and pulled out two more iron racks, leaning them against
the fridge before closing the door and standing up.
While giving cookies for whenever one of his students received a gold star had
first started out as a prize, it had quickly turned into a tradition when more
than ten of his pupils managed to got gold stars on their tests.
What his class didn’t know, however, was that the biscuits he was bringing in
weren’t store-bought, they were baked. Surprisingly, Naruto had a natural
talent when it came to baking and, after noticing how happy his students became
when their accomplishments was appreciated, had decided to continue making the
treats for every time more than half of his students obtained a decent grade.
The schoolteacher smiled, glancing at his orange Kitchenaid from the corner of
his eye where it sat mixing his third load of cookie dough, and placed both
racks beside the first one, a bunch of Oatmeal Raisin cookies already cooling
on top of it.
Moving back to his mixer, Naruto turned it off, popping the top back before
unhooking the mixing bowl. Sliding in his slippers across the kitchen, he
rested the metal basin down near a parchment paper-lined cookie sheet, opening
a nearby drawer and taking out an ordinary teaspoon.
Leaning toward the oven, the mock-baker saw that he had another five minutes
until he needed to trade cookie sheets, and set to work. Scooping out
walnut-sized mounds of White Chocolate Macadamian Nut cookie dough with the
utensil, Naruto situated each one with at least two inches of space between
each dollop. Once all of the round balls were ready, he re-checked the oven and
quickly moved to the other side to pick up his oven mittens.
As the timer went off with a ding, Naruto pulled down the oven’s door and
carefully took out each cookie sheet, placing them on top of the stove and
closing the door once more. Naruto grinned as the smell of Chocolate Chip
Cookies filled the room, letting the dishes sit for a moment as he went to make
sure the Oatmeal Raisin Cookies were completely cooled. Once he knew for sure,
he picked up the cooling rack and placed it on the dining room table, moving
back into the kitchen to scrap the slowly-cooling Chocolate Chip Cookies onto
their own cooling rack.
Turning to the stove, Naruto slid both cookie sheets covered with White
Chocolate Macadamia Nut cookie dough back into the oven, setting the timer for
nine minutes, and leaned against the kitchen island. Though Naruto knew that he
enjoyed baking, it still took a lot of energy to manoeuvre around the room as
he made more than he usually did.
The reason for the vast number of cookies he baked today? Sasuke, his lover and
a well-known Defence Lawyer in Konoha, was expected to be home within the next
half-hour to let Naruto know if he had gotten his client a mistrial or an
acquittal. Not doubting his boyfriend’s ability in court, the educator had,
after planning out what type of cookies his class wanted, taken out an old
Oatmeal Raisin cookie recipe that his mother had created before she had met his
father.
Naruto knew that Sasuke hated sweets, but like any human, he had a weakness
that the mock-baker had figured out completely by accident when he had
overheard Itachi teasing his younger brother about his adoration for Oatmeal
Raisin Cookies.
It wasn’t long before he had gone to his mother to get her famous recipe.
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Sasuke slammed his car’s trunk closed after pulling out his briefcase and
clicking the auto-lock, making his way to his house that he shared with his
lover as he hummed under his breathe. Only two hours prior, he had managed to
free his client, Anko Mitarashi, from her charges of assault by finally located
a security tape that showed the jury that she had indeed acted in a manner of
self-defence when attacked by a mugger.
Skipping over the pouch steps, the lawyer opened the door, dropping his case
and taking off his shoes. Sasuke sniffed, following his nose as he was
ultimately drawn toward his baking lover in their kitchen, the sight of a
bent-over blond reaching his eyes. Smirking, he slowly made his way over, being
careful not to make a sound, and wrapped his arms around Naruto, tugging his
body back to meet his chest.
“You smell delicious...”
Laughing as Sasuke’s breathe tickled his neck, Naruto twisted his head back to
place a kiss on his lover’s cheek. “I gather that everything went well?”
The Uchiha nuzzled the other man’s nape, placing small kisses on every spot his
lips could reach. “Better than I thought it would; Orochimaru is even thinking
of giving me a bonus for how well this case went. Of course, it doesn’t hurt
that Ms. Mitarashi is his daughter.”
Naruto nodded, moaning as he tilted his neck to the side to give Sasuke more
room. “That’s good, Sasuke, I knew you would win. I also made you something;
you just need to turn us around.”
Licking a strip of his lover’s skin, the Defence Lawyer slowly rocked their
entangled bodies around, stopping when Naruto pulled away from his arms. Sasuke
watched as his boyfriend moved toward their dining room, carefully picking
something up, and made his way back. The Uchiha’s eyes widened as they caught
sight of his favourite type of cookie, moving forward to meet Naruto halfway.
“Are those what I think they are?”
Grinning mischievously, Naruto held out the cooling rack, watching as his lover
grabbed one and quickly ate it, crumbs landing on his suit as he reached for
another. “These, Sasuke, are all yours. The only rule is that you can’t eat
them all tonight as I have...another treat for you...upstairs.”
End.