while illuso and formaggio watch you struggle, prosciutto enters the kitchen and is secretly slightly amused by the scene. but unlike the two men on the couch, he's a gentleman. so he struts towards you and presses your hips to the counter with his own, just enough to let you feel his bulge, one of his hands is on your hip while another one reaches for the thing you've been trying to get. he towers over you as you blush and thank him quietly. his only response is a smirk and "of course".
ON A SLIGHTLY(MORE) NSFW ENDING!
You looked up at Prosciutto with shy adoring eyes knowing that the two were watching you both closely before standing on your tiptoes and pecking him on the cheeks. Prosciutto smiled smugly as you walked towards the fridge to get a carton of milk, smiling to yourself when you heard Illuso grunt as Formaggio probably jabbed him and whispered hotly, "That could've been me!"