Tae Lee

“I’ll pay you for these… think you can do, like, cream filling or something,” she joked, laughing at her own joke.  “Well, you can make vagina cookies, too, I’d argue those might even be easier.  But hell yeah, I’d eat those.  Removes the stigma, right, I mean - this whole place is obsessed with sex, it feels like sometimes, might as well buy into the whole thing!”  Tilly poked his cheek when she saw him blushing.  “Come on, the first penis you’ve ever seen couldn’t possibly be a cookie, lighten up!”

“Yes, I can do cream filling,” he said blushing.  “And um, yes, I could make those for you too,” he added blushing brighter red.  He found himself nodding with her words.  They made sense.  Of course her admonishment only made him redder.  “No Ma’am, not a cookie,” he agreed.

Raziel clicked his tongue shaking his head. “You are the most radiant person ever. The only person I love which means you behind special. Enjoy my compliments and say thank you master.” Raziel didn’t enjoy Tae not seeing what he saw him in.  “Come here and bend over the bench for me, love.”

Dakota happened to be passing by, when they caught a glimpse of the book and the pictures. They chuckled a little bit. “You know, those could still be quite a bit of fun to make, though,” they teased. 

“Um, do you think so Mistress?   I could make you some.  I um...I don’t think they’ll take the book back.  So, I guess I could make something from it.”

“Alright,” she grinned. “How about we start with going to the beach. That way if we’re super exhausted and hot, we can go for a swim!”

Tae didn’t exactly have a swim suit but he figured his shorts would do if need be.  “Okay, that’s a plan!”

Donnie overheard him and couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit. “Oh yeah?” he said. “And what makes you say that?” he teased. He looked over to try and get a better look at the book.

It would be too rude to cover the book so the Professor couldn’t see though letting the man look made him cringe in embarrassment.  “Um...I don’t cook stuff like um...this.”

Tae never missed a moment to compliment Raziel back and he adored him all the more for it. He never care for compliments, but the sincerity that Tae delivers them with always bring a smile to his face. “Oh your beauty far outweighs mine, Mon sucre d’orge,” Raziel said dragging his eyes up to Tae’s “ Undress for me.”

Tilly had just been passing by the lounge, singing along to her accompaniment with her soft pink headphones around her head, unaware of just about anything that was going on around her until she happened to glance down at the cookbook the young man was looking into.  She paused the music and removed the headphones, keeping them round her neck as she snatched the book off the table with a dramatic gasp.  “These are penis cookies!” she said, loudly, followed by a giggle.  “With cream on top and everything - do you take commission?  Cause I can bake, but I’d rather pay someone to do it for me.”

“Um....I do bake and take commissions, but ah....I’ve never made those.  I don’t...I think they sent the wrong cook book.”  He was blushing bright red now.  “Do you really want some?”

“A cock…?” Felix paused and went through all the words that cock was slang for as he stared at the image “Oh! You mean like…a penis?” he whispered that last part as if it were a bad word. “Why does it have cream filling?” he asked curiously before perking up as Tae said he could make one for him. “I don’t think the shape really matters if it tastes good!”

“Yeah,” he said with a shrug.  “That’s what I mean.” He giggled a little.  Sure he was embarrassed, but not so much as to whisper ‘penis’.   “Ah...well, like I said I think they sent me the wrong cookbook so I can’t really say what the author was thinking...but I’m pretty sure, white cream feeling in a cock shaped pastry is kinda self explanatory.”

Felix tilted his head in confusion “Risqué? Sorry I don’t speak french…” he stated before looking at the images again “They just look like weirdly shaped snacks and they all look super yummy. If you make any I’d love to try one!”

“That one is shaped like a cock.  It has cream filling.  It’s....kinda massively suggestive,” Tae said, clearly embarrassed.  “But I can make it if you really want one.”

Felix had been walking by when he heard the voice. “Cookbook?” he perked up at the thought of home cooked meals. He moved behind the man and looked over his shoulder at the book in front of him  “Oh! That looks yummy! Are you gonna make that?” he asked

“Umm....”  Tae was blushing bright pink as he realized someone else could see the new cookbook.  The one currently on a page full of cock and ass shaped desserts.  “Ah....it’s a bit...don’t you think....risqué? “

Even after years of being together, Raziel still loved watching Tae’s cheek light up with a compliment. Raziel reached over and run his thumb along Tae’s cheek. “Hmm. Well it clearly has worked out in your favor.” He smirked, leading him to the gym shower room. Taking a seat on the bench, he said nothing as he let his eyes roam over his sweaty body. “Beautiful.”

He preened at being called beautiful.  The man actually made him feel like he might really be beautiful which was a wonderful thing.  “Not as beautiful as you Master.  You worked out hard today.”  His own eyes tried to hold the man’s face and gaze but he kept glancing at the man’s sweaty body as well, unable to help himself.

“Sounds good to me,” Ava giggled, before getting into the position. “On the count of three.” She smirked, starting to do the push-ups.

Tae settled into the rhythm.  Twenty wasn’t too many.  It had been once upon a time, but a boy had to stay fit for lifting bags of flour.

“Perfect,” Frankie grinned. She nodded, heading out of the gym. “Should we have a landmark for the finish line?” she teased. “Or should we just go until one of us can’t?” she asked, raising her eyebrows at him. 

“Ah, maybe a landmark to start and then we can see how we’re feeling?” he suggested.

“We won’t go super high,” she chuckled. “I promise. In fact, you can pick the number and I’ll work with it.”

“Start with 20 and then go from there?”

Frankie giggled a little bit at this. “Fair,” she said. “Well…what about going on a run together? It could be fun?” she laughed.

“That sounds like a good plan to me.  I’ll do my best to keep up to you, Miss.”