feelings-fortilly:
“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.
