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He smiled and took the apron, putting it on and tying it.
âMerci, ma elfe,â He said, smiling at him again. âFrosting? Just tell me what you wish me to do, love, I am yours to command. I am quite useless with all this by myself, but as long as you direct me, I believe I shall do fine.â
He pushed his sleeves up further, setting his hands on the counter, waiting for a command.
He smiled softly not letting his ind settle on any one thing for long for good reason. It kept his smile more genuine and a bounce in his step. Putting everything in a mixer he handed Edmond a spare beater. âJust whip it up till it is all mixed together and fluffy.â He could do that right work a hand mixer with out doing anything to dangerous. The man couldnât be that bad in the kitchen.
Kneading at the bread tail flicking with the pom pom on it he seemed to know what he was doing as no blue fur got in any of what he was baking.
The Count hummed softly as he started mixing the ingredients together. He tried to concentrate on it, but found himself distracted by Kurt. He really had missed the elf dearly, the way he would walk about, his smile, his lips on the Countâs, his warmth in his bed. His heart gave a lurch as he watched him and he smiled.
âIt smells delicious in here, I am surprised no one else has come to snatch some of the treats yet,â He said.
Tail darted out curling around Edmondâs waist and grabbing at a bowl to near where he was. Spade flicked it and Kurt caught it with out even looking only to plop the bread in it and cover it with a damp tea towel. Though what he man said had him chuckling he looked up at him. âWho says they want them? Some are mein prank ones others apology for the next day.â Flashing fangs in a bright charming grin he went to lean against the counter some as he started getting he piping tools ready so he could take care of the icing of the cupcakes.
I will be married for a week to the first person in my askbox who says "Honey, I'm home"
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"You found me! And here I thought all mein teleporting about would confuse you."
Easter with the Family//Azazeal
demons-do-exist:
Standing from where he had been cooing at Al in German he was going to kiss the man on the cheek warmly and nuzzle at his neck ignoring the tone in which he said that. âJa, I even dressed our little leibeling up for it.â Pulling him from the sling of sorts on his chest he cradled him in his arms and adjusted his little tie giggling at it before looking up at Azazeal. âToo him to church with me and he only got fussy once during the sermon.â Tail flicked a bit before going out to coil around Azazealâs leg spade resting on his hip. He was so worried that he man would leave him before he didnât know what to say beyond his normal retorts to things.
But this was Easter and everything would be better. A hand went up to slick some hair back only to stop and flush at the bunny ears on his head. He had them left from helping run the Easter events at the church and just shrugged some, leaving them there. âI thought perhaps you would like to color eggs with Al and IâŚGranted he wont have a clue but I thoughtâŚsome pictures perhaps.â Smiling warm as ever he shrugged.
//Azazeal stared, obviously amused, at the bunny ears protruding from his husbandâs head. Smiling all the more, though in a slightly mocking way, he leaned forward to peck a kiss to his cheek. He gave a light nod of his head at the question, figuring it would do them good for him to at least participate in the things Kurt had planned.//
Yeah, I think I will.
//He purred, taking a chance and pecking Kurtâs lips. Things felt a bit shaky, and to him, tiptoeing around Kurt for the time being seemed the best idea. He glanced at the table and then to the oven, taking in the entirety of the kitchen before stepping further in, planting him in a chair at the table with his legs crossed.//
Tail twitched he couldn't get a grip on Azazeal's mood. Was he happy about it all or just annoyed as it seemed to be his constant state. Not letting his apprehension show he was going to stand behind him lips meeting his temple as he nuzzled at his hair. "Was do you want to eat?" Shifting Al in his arms he was stuffing he infant back in his sling so he could work about the kitchen. Hands grabbed first up at him then over at Azazeal cooing as his tail fwiped before promptly being grabbed and stuffed in his mouth.
Kurt did wonder how long it would take his son to realize all he could do with the spindly little tail but at the moment he was happy not having him bamf around the house in a mess of smoke.
The Count followed after Kurt, giving a whistle at all the baked goods filling the kitchen. âYouâve been busy, havenât you?â He asked, smiling. He slyly patted his jacket pocket, making sure the little box that heâd put there was still there. Satisfied that it was, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. He rolled up his sleeves and moved over next to Kurt.
âI missed you,â He said, leaning over to place another sweet kiss to his cheek. He went to the sink and started washing his hands. âDo you have a spare apron and a hair tie? What do you need help with?â He asked, his smile wide.
Tail flicked as he laughed at that white pom pom where the spade should be. âJa since I got back from Easter mass and running the egg hunt.â He pointed to his bunny ears he just hadnât felt like taking off at all. Turning to look at him he was humming at the kiss having missed that far more then he wanted to admit to but stayed silent at the offer of help.
Nodding he was gone in a bamf and back again in no time moving up behind him to tie the hair out of his face with what he used when his hair was longer. âThere you are Edmond, better?â He was shifting away tail flicking out to go get another apron and offer it to him though it was just a crisp white one. âI was making bread while the cupcakes baked and still need to do the frosting.
He smiled and took the apron, putting it on and tying it.
âMerci, ma elfe,â He said, smiling at him again. âFrosting? Just tell me what you wish me to do, love, I am yours to command. I am quite useless with all this by myself, but as long as you direct me, I believe I shall do fine.â
He pushed his sleeves up further, setting his hands on the counter, waiting for a command.
He smiled softly not letting his ind settle on any one thing for long for good reason. It kept his smile more genuine and a bounce in his step. Putting everything in a mixer he handed Edmond a spare beater. "Just whip it up till it is all mixed together and fluffy." He could do that right work a hand mixer with out doing anything to dangerous. The man couldn't be that bad in the kitchen.
Kneading at the bread tail flicking with the pom pom on it he seemed to know what he was doing as no blue fur got in any of what he was baking.
âMmâ she took another bite of the muffin, the crumbs falling on her pink Tutued skirt. âSame with my siblings.â She giggled before swallowing. âSoâŚum..I like that you are blue. Iâm am only whiteâŚmy sister despair was once redâ she said innocently, dangling her feet...
The Fuzzy Blue Elf: iamdeathoftheendless: âMmâ she took another bite of the muffin, the...
She giggled as he picked her up and placed her on his lap. "..a father..." She giggled as his spade poked her nose "...um um but what if I wanted a tail?"
"Well fraulein unless you want a cute little paper one pined to the back of your dress I am afraid I can not help you." Pecking a kiss to her cheek she chuckled warmly.
 wemustallwaitandhope said: The Count smiled at Kurt, though he noticed the other didnât use his name. Heâd become used to that. He kissed Kurtâs cheek as he handed him the basket. âIs it really so much of a surprise, love? It is Easter, after all.â
âJa I did not expect you to come by.â Moving to the kitchen he was of course expecting the other to come in and join him chuckling lightly as he went tail flicking with a bright white pom pom on it. âThough danke, I am glad you came it is good to see you.â
The Count followed after Kurt, giving a whistle at all the baked goods filling the kitchen. âYouâve been busy, havenât you?â He asked, smiling. He slyly patted his jacket pocket, making sure the little box that heâd put there was still there. Satisfied that it was, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. He rolled up his sleeves and moved over next to Kurt.
âI missed you,â He said, leaning over to place another sweet kiss to his cheek. He went to the sink and started washing his hands. âDo you have a spare apron and a hair tie? What do you need help with?â He asked, his smile wide.
Tail flicked as he laughed at that white pom pom where the spade should be. "Ja since I got back from Easter mass and running the egg hunt." He pointed to his bunny ears he just hadn't felt like taking off at all. Turning to look at him he was humming at the kiss having missed that far more then he wanted to admit to but stayed silent at the offer of help.
Nodding he was gone in a bamf and back again in no time moving up behind him to tie the hair out of his face with what he used when his hair was longer. "There you are Edmond, better?" He was shifting away tail flicking out to go get another apron and offer it to him though it was just a crisp white one. "I was making bread while the cupcakes baked and still need to do the frosting.
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M!A Anger to Rock the Ages//Open
 You want me under, over, or across?
//He questioned, curious as to what spot he was to take. In all honesty, the demon loved their bathtub. It was huge, really, bigger than the tubs at either of his flats⌠though that wasnât saying much. His wings flicked as he pulled his shirt off almost tentatively. He glanced down at his abdomen and gave a sideglance at the mirror. A blush covered his cheeks and his gaze plummeted as he started to tug at his pants.//
Standing in just boxers he paused. Was that a flush? Across his Azazealâs cheeks? That was something he never saw and took the mans hands as he started tugging at his own pants. âWhat ever you prefer meine geliebte.â
Really the man wasnât that large yet and by the end of it he would be quite a bit bigger. Which meant his attitude towards himself would only get worse unless Kurt started working double time on making it clear he was still attractive and that he should not worry about it. So he was getting on his knees pressing chaste warm kisses on his stomach as he slowly so he wouldnât fumble took his pants off for him.Â
//Azazeal smiled warmly at Kurtâs little attempt at getting him to feel better about himself, though⌠seeing how he looked now, and remembering how big Kurt had gotten with Alastaire⌠his upcoming future didnât seem to promising.
He sighed audibly and ran his hand through Kurtâs hair, honestly adoring the little kisses he got. But then the man was tugging at his pants, and immediately he was raising his eyebrows, watching him, wanting for him to do much more than just pull off his pants. God it had been three weeks, after all. He was dying. It became obvious then that he was more than likely a sex addict, but at this point, he really couldnât care less.//
Standing he toss his own underwear in the pile of clothes and moved to help remove Azazeal's. His tail danced out to turn the water off. Sitting on the edge of the tub he looked up at Azazeal with a bright cheeky grin on his face. He was not one to start things or initiated encounters plus the water was taunting him as well as the half foot high bubbles covering the surface.
Tail flicked again as he slipped into the tub practically folding in half before stretching out and staring at Azazeal over the surface of the bubbles. "You gonna come join me?" Leaning up so Azazeal could fit all the better bubbles clung almost like a beard to his face.
 âWow, I donât deserve you as a friend, youâre way too nice.â
âWhy are you so nice? Just⌠why- no, how?â
âW-was?â
âNature verses nurture I suppose mixed with morals and faith?â
âI would give anything to know how to be nice, no matter what.â
âReally, I would, I get pissed too easily..â
"Ah...."
"Was the point? In the end they will not change there behavior. I mean I do get angry but it just takes a lot. I am usually level headed, the one not far off from a smile or a smart comment."
 "Don't tell me you're resistant to curdled milk, that just wouldn't be fair."
"Not that so much as I grew up on a diet of bad circus food.."
"Squirrel stew as well as rabbit. Though Stephan always burned it.."
 She sat at his kitchen counter, crossing her legs. "I'd love some, thank you. I think it'll make me feel better after... glitter and more glitter and showering but still finding glitter. Everywhere. I will get you back for that, by the way."
He paused pivoting on his toes to stalk over to her and lean close. "I would love to see you try." Then he was off digging in the cabinets above her head to grab the loose leaf tea with a hum. Tail flicked grabbing mugs as he chuckled wickedly really wanting to see her try.
 "Wow, I don't deserve you as a friend, you're way too nice."
"Why are you so nice? Just... why- no, how?"
"W-was?"
"Nature verses nurture I suppose mixed with morals and faith?"
 âNo, itâs Baileyâs mixed with straight lime or lemon juice, it makes the liquor curdle in your mouth and stomach making it feel like, well, cement.â
âItâs pretty nasty.â
âHm I would totally drink that at least once.â
âGood luck throwing up your stomach lining, sweets.â
âIâll even rub your back as you hug your toilet.â
âBet you ten bucks I wont.â
âDo not bet with a Barton, youâll regret it.â
"Hm I may with a stomach ache but I wont puke."