William
~3 years later~
"William Newton!"
My eyes widened as I dropped the spoonful of cookie dough, turning to face Nicholas. "Good morning!"
He sighs, taking the bowl from me, "you're going to get sick if you eat raw eggs." I scowl as I suck on the spoon. "No more cookie dough."
"But why!" I groaned, reaching for more but he slid it back. "You're being unfair."
"How many times have you gotten sick from raw dough?" My mouth shut as I just huffed in annoyance, tossing the spoon into the sink. "That's what I thought. There's other things to eat. I can make you something."
I smirked, inching closer to him, "your mom made something that I like eating."
He furrows his brows as he reached for my hand, "cookies?"
"Nope." I stand on the tips of my toes, "you." A confused expression remained on his face as he tilted his head in confusion. "Oh my gosh, Nick! I want to eat you."
His eyes enlarges as he stuttered out a small, "oh." Nick pulls me closer to him, hoisting me up by the back of my thighs. A smile appears on my face as he set me on the counter, standing between my legs. "Hm."
"Thoughts?"
"I mean... You can go back to eating the cookie dough if that's the case." I gasped in hurt, slapping his bare chest. "I'm kidding."
His lips brushed against my cheek, "no you weren't."
Nicholas's hazel orbs narrows at me, his fingers wrapping around my thighs. Sneakily, I dipped my fingers into the bowl of cookie dough, scooping out some of the coldness. "William! You're going to get sick."
I sucked on my fingers, making sure I got all the sugaryness off my fingers, "it's worth it." I dipped then back into the bowl, holding them up to Nicholas mouth. "Try it."
With a smirk, he takes the two fingers into his mouth, grazing his teeth along my knuckles. His tongue swirled around the tips of my tongue, making sure he got every last drop of dough.
His tongue danced around my digits, sucking on them, licking up all of it.
"Sexy." I giggle, shoving my fingers farther into Nicholas mouth, rubbing them along his wet tongue. "See, isn't raw things good?"
He nods in agreement, taking the fingers out of his mouth, "I agree."
"Wanna have sex on the balcony?"
Nick laughs at my blunt question, kissing my lips softly with his sugary one. "The neighbors already complains twice this month, baby boy. It's morning too."
"And?"
He just shook his head, "hm, tonight we can."
I groan, "that's boring!" I leaned across the counter, reaching for the bowl. "If you need me, I'll be eating this while crying."
"No." He wrapped his arms around me, kissing my cheeks gently. "Don't cry."
"I'm gonna."
His forehead pressed against mine, poking his tongue against my lips. "You're a brat." I hummed in agreement, filling the gap between our lips.
Nick's tongue attacked my mouth, licking all the chocolate inside of it. I hum gently against him, moving our mouths.
A loud bark interrupted us as small paws trotted against the kitchen tile. I giggle, looking down at Simon, who was growling lowly.
