#sweet lessons

[starryxsuns]

sweet lessons masterlist

part 1: (18+) a teasing conversation about movie kisses turns into clark showing you what a real kiss feels like.

part 2: (18+) you bring up the kiss, and things get heated with clark in just your underwear.

part 3: (18+) clark finally slips his hand beneath your waistband

part 4: (18+) clark lets you touch him for once

part 5: (18+) clark wants to taste you

[bucketfullofocs]

Sweet Lessons || @flxshy || Continued from x

The nervousness that lingered in her heart melted at his words, Aya letting out a sigh of relief when he said he liked them. "Oh good! I, um, I wasn't too sure on how much you liked sweets, so I'm glad you liked them." As tempting as it had been to ask Charlie, Aya hadn't wanted to seem like she was snooping.

At the mention of possibly teaching him the recipe, Aya's entire face seemed to light up, her small smile turning wide. "I'd love to!" She'd always loved teaching others, and she loved cooking and baking, so just the idea alone got her excited. "This, um, this may be a bit of a silly question, but have you ever made chocolates by hand before?" He was as old as the earth itself and older than that still, so Aya was sure he probably has. But she has to ask anyways - she doesn't want to assume.

[kvotheunkvothe]

shippingoars:

Person A helps Person B learn a new language. With candy, of course.

ALL RIGHT I’M DOING THIS ONE LAST DRABBLE

"Sweet Lessons," a Sumflower drabble (also please excuse my rather poor memory for Spanish)

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Cathy heaved a frustrated sigh, rolling onto her back away from the Spanish textbook. “It’s no use—I’m never going to learn any of this.”

On the floor next to her, Carson was just opening a chocolate bar. Spinning her textbook vocabulary section around to face him, he momentarily forgot about the piece he’d broken off into his hand. “Yes, you will, I’ll quiz you. What’s cara?”

“Um… Wait, I know that one. Um. Car?”

“No.”

“Wait… Oh. Face.”

“Good. What’s boca?”

“Me. I’m a baka.”

“Boca,” he repeated, giving the chocolate a frown as he noticed it starting to melt. Seized with a sudden idea he leaned over to offer her a little of the bar, meeting her eyes as he said, “Boca.”

Her eyes got wide as her teeth automatically bit into the candy. “M-mouth,” she stuttered when she’d swallowed.

A rather devious smile was starting to curl onto his face as he traced her lips with the melting chocolate. “Labios?”

“I… It’s… It’s lips.”

She sucked in a breath when he leaned in to delicately lick some of the candy away, breathing, “Lengua?”

“That’s… It’s l-language.” When he growled slightly, “Or… wait, um, I think also tongue?” And when he murmured approval, giving her lip a small bite she sighed out, “Dientes?”

“Well, if you insist.”

All in all, Cathy thought it a very informational study session.

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