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I've been cutting down on the amount of fandom events I participate in this year in order to focus on my current WIP multi-part, but I did manage to write this short smutty Haruka/Michiru fic for @smquickies2023. I hope you enjoy! (Rating: Explicit, no content warnings)

Summary: After modeling for Michiru’s latest masterpiece, Haruka is inspired to do a little “painting” of her own. (FF.net)

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SM Quickies 2023 - Prompt: Desserts

For this post for @smquickies2023 I tried to do a few pictures of desserts that can be seen as "suggestive" when viewed through the event prompt lens.

This last mug is a heat activated one and I did a long exposure shot to try and show it off - the kimono disappears as the mug heats up. Skiing cup is purely for @lilliebellfanfics 's A Date for December Skiing (master post) chapter that she posted as Free Day fic for @usamamoweek2023

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Burnt Cake

@smquickies2023 here's a little sumthin sumthin for the prompt "Desserts". It's a tad late but I hope it comes up to scratch. Enjoy

The storm rumbled outside, thunder in the distance and rain against the window pane. But inside the Makoto’s apartment, there was no room for the chill.

The Soldier of Courage and Beauty herself bustled around her kitchen, mixing ingredients together. She’d been struck by inspiration late last night: double Dutch black forest strawberry cake. But she’d need to keep an eye on the oven, or she’d burn the Strawberry filling.

“Mako…”

The deep melodic voice of her boyfriend brought a smile to her face.

Nat lay stretched out on her sofa, in a particularly “draw me like one of your French girls” style. He’d invited himself over that day (a habit he’d picked up since they’d started dating), only to show up at her door soaked to the bone. They’d managed to get his clothes into the dryer without being too handsy, before he retreated to the couch where he had stayed silent until that moment.

“Mako…” he crooned again.

As much as she would have liked to have snuggled up against his chest, she had bigger fish to fry. Or maybe bake, in this case.

“I need to watch the oven,” she said, “I didn’t like how last night’s Ziti came out.”

“Tasted fine to me.”

Makoto raised an eyebrow his way as she shut the oven door.

“Really?”

Nat paused, mulling over something in that beautiful head of his.

“Alright, it was a little burnt around the edges.”

Makoto shook her head fondly and went back to her work. Really, there were some days her boyfriend could be too much.

Normally, she loved how he just lavished her with attention and compliments, but today she was a woman on a mission. If this cake was going to come up to her usual standards, then she couldn’t let her oven scorch this cake, not if she wanted to share the recipe.

Unfortunately, her attention was broken by the pair of strong arms that wrapped around her waist and the unshaven cheek that nuzzled her’s. Makoto spared a glance towards her boyfriend.

“Uh-oh. There’s that look again.”

Nat’s smirk only grew.

“There’s that look again,” Nat parroted.

Nuzzling her, Nat pressed a line of kisses along her jawline to her cheek.

“Did I ever tell you I was voted the most desirable human being in high school?”

Makoto rolls her eyes, a smile still gracing her features.

“I’ll bet,” she said.

His smirk returning, Nat leaned in with while cartoonishly puckering his lips. Makoto laughed and held up a hand, which he kissed with exaggerated hums.

“You goober!” she laughed.

Breaking out of his grip, Makoto dashed across the room, laughing while Nat chased after her. The two tumbled to the ground, narrowly missing the coffee table as Nat wrestled for kisses and cuddles all the while. It would have been heaven just to stay like that.

Unfortunately, Heaven didn’t have a rather dark, acrid smell to it.

“Mako,” Nat said, pausing in giving her attention, “do you smell…”

“The cake!”

Jumping up and dashing for the oven, Makoto barely had any time to throw on a pair of oven mitts before she pulled open the oven door and to her horror saw tendrils of smoke rising from the top of the cake. Jerking it out, Makoto sat it on top of the stove and stared forlornly at her handiwork. Her boyfriend soon joined her at the stovetop.

“It’s ruined,” she said.

“No it isn’t.”

Walking to the freezer, Nat retrieved a carton of vanilla ice cream. Grabbing a large spoon and two plates from the dishwasher, he walked back over to the stove, where he put a scoop of ice cream on one plate, followed by the cake.

“See?” he said, holding up a spoonful of warm cake and softening ice cream, “Looks good enough to eat.”

Looks were one thing. Taste, in Makoto’s humble opinion, was everything. Leaning in, she took the spoonful between her lips and chewed thoughtfully. It still tasted a little charred but the ice cream did do a good job of masking that, and the contrast of warm cake and cold ice cream was always delicious. In spite of herself, Makoto hummed at the sensation.

“What did I tell you,” Nat said, smiling.

“I’ll still need a new oven,” Makoto said.

“New ovens can wait,” Nat said, kissing her neck, “you look like you could use some loving.”

In spite of the terrible segway, Makoto’s baking ego had taken a critical blow and she could use some of her boyfriend’s patented TLC.

“Mmmm… do your worst,” she said, leaning into his touch.

Nat hooked a finger on the neckline of Makoto’s shirt and pulled down until his favorite of her body parts hung out, each cradled in a pink lace cup.

“You went shopping with Mina,” he said.

“Well,” Makoto said with a bashful blush, “we saw this set in a store window and they actually bought it for me.”

Nat nodded with a smirk and leaned down.

“Hello, girls,” he said, “hope you got a good night’s rest.”

“You’re such a dork,” Makoto laughed.

Nat chuckled with her and placed a kiss on the swell of each breast before reaching over to ice cream.

“Squeeze your breasts together,” he said. It wasn’t a command. It was too airy, too half-thought out, but considering that certain look on her lover’s face, Makoto followed his words.

For a moment, Nat just admired the view before he unceremoniously dropped a spoonful of Ice cream onto her collarbone, causing Makoto to yelp. Nat followed the melting cream with his tongue, lapping it and kissing where it had fallen in her cleavage, the vibrations of his chuckles sending shivers through Makoto’s body.

Makoto responded in kind, burying her hands in his hair and trying to think of some way to return the favor (and maybe make him as sticky as she was).

Her eyes landed on the cake he’d cut, sitting in its own puddle of melted ice cream. With a devilish grin, Makoto reached over and picked up the plate.

“Nat,” she said sweetly.

Her boyfriend left her breasts, looking up at her with a lovestruck expression so tender, Makoto almost felt bad for what she was about to do next.

Shoving the cake in his face, Makoto laughed at the surprised noise he made.

“Sorry,” she chuckled, “I couldn’t help it. Here…”

Before he could say anything, Makoto leaned in and began to lick and kiss all across the smeared dessert on his face, draining the tension that her little prank must have put into his shoulders.

It wasn’t long before her ministrations turned into a heated open mouthed kiss between the two of them, and soon both of them had thrown away their tops and were smearing each other with cake and ice cream.

“God, this kitchen’s going to be a mess,” said Makoto.

Nat looked up from where he’d been giving butterfly kisses to one of Makoto’s nipples and smiled.

“I’ll help you clean it up,” he said simply.

Neither of them got to cleaning the kitchen until late that night.

[smquickies2023]

It's the start of SMQuickies! There isn't a daily prompt--feel free to post any prompt on any day. Add either #smquickies2023 or @smquickies2023 to your post and we'll reblog. Check Tumblr mature guidelines if you aren't sure. For more details, check the pinned post.

We'll likely extend the competition to be 10 days to give folx more time as well. 🍑 Can't wait for some amazing smut!

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We're a week away from the start of quickies! Can't wait to see all the smutty entries 🤩 and play whackamole with porn bots 😂

Check out the deets in the pinned post.

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Hey folx! SM Quickies is officially wrapped, but please feel free to post after the competition if you are inspired at a later date.

Thanks to everyone who participated, viewers and creators alike! And, if you wanted to but time or creative muses weren't in your favor, no biggie! That happened to us too 😅

We'll see how next year shakes out with all the fandom events. There was definitely a lot back-to-back. If y'all have any ideas on how we might weave quickies in with the other events, we'd love to hear your ideas.

Thanks again, everyone! And stay dirty 🤣😘❤️

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Given the multitude of fandom events in June, we're thinking about moving SM Quickies to one of the first weeks in August. Thoughts?

keep it Jun 11-18

move it to August

Voting ended onMay 21, 2023

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Hey folx! Quickies will be the week of August 6-12! Prompts come out tomorrow for those who like to be prepared.

See you in August 😀