Part 1 *Moreno's Cooking School*
*This story will be a small four-shot with Fiona and Imogen as the main characters. Rated 'M' for the majority of the story. Containing lite smut. /Fimogen/ rated M.*
*Enjoy the first part!*
**Third person point of view**
"Oh wauw it looks so pretty!" Proudly bending forward Fiona looks at her newly created creation.
She and Imogen have been spending the Saturday afternoon making this delicious looking pie. Fiona came up with the idea herself. She suddenly had the urge to improve on her cooking skills and thought that making a homemade pie would be great. As the fashionista loved every pie flavor there is. Though she had no clue how to even get started. She literately is a disaster when it comes to kitchen work. But this is where Imogen would come in.
Her girlfriend, a true wonder woman in the kitchen you might add, was just the person she needed to help her with this dilemma. And when she asked her over she immediately agreed and raced to her loft. Surprised at first of course, but Imogen couldn't be more happy to help Fiona with something new and exciting. After sorting out their plan the girls went to the supermarket and bought all the ingredients needed to make a delicious whipped cream pie, the one Fiona has chosen to make.
For the majority of the afternoon Imogen mainly helped Fiona by giving her tips and advice. She let her girlfriend do most of the stuff so she could mess around and figure things out along the way. This way Fiona would learn the roots in pie making the quickest, rather than Imogen taking all the work out of her hands. But when things ran out of control she helped her out of course.
And as the hours of happily baking have been flying away, the girls creation is standing in all its glory on the counter.
"It sure is a beauty!" Imogen replied smiling and also bends forward besides Fiona. "But don't forget after its time in the oven we need to spray the top full with whipped cream. And we even got some cherries to top things off." Imogen added. Only the base of the pie is done, ready for its trip in the oven.
"Roger that boss! In the fridge we got two cans of whipped cream and plenty of cherries all ready to be used!" Fiona smiled happily to her still plain looking pie, which soon would be beautifully covered with all kinds of decoration.
"I couldn't have made this without you, thanks Immy." Fiona added after a few seconds of silence. "Never thought that I would ever make a pie like this one." The girl aims her smile at the other girl and lands a quick peck on Imogen's cheek.
Imogen blushes in reaction to the sweet kiss and stands upright again. Fiona follows her lead and Imogen gently places her hands on the girl's apron covered hips. She couldn't be more proud of Fiona for trying this new cooking adventure, she loves her so much. Cooking is the only thing this girl isn't great at, yet she still managed to make this textbook perfect dessert.
Although, in the beginning Imogen expected Fiona's little cooking experiment to become a complete failure, knowing her girlfriend too well for that. But in the end she has been proven wrong by this amazing looking pie.
"Give yourself some credit Chef Coyne, you basically did all the work." Imogen smiled and places her lips against the soft pair of her girlfriend, covering them in lovely passion. At first Fiona couldn't contain her smile and kissing back went somewhat awkward, but shortly after she kisses Imogen back equally as deep.
Whilst sharing this kiss with Fiona an idea all of a sudden pops up in Imogen's head. An naughty idea in the form of a game to give Fiona the appreciation she deserves for actually cooking. One that would remind her that the sweetest flavor on earth is always within her reach. Though the pie would taste amazing for sure, there's nothing that would beat this particular delightfulness.
In their tight embracement the girls separate their kiss and lovingly smiled to each other. For a moment Fiona got a quick look at the cute apron Imogen is wearing. It's a quirky black one with a golden skull up front which suits the girl to a tee. She herself just wears a plain white one, one that Imogen brought along. It's mainly used for the artsy girl's painting. However the many different color stains do lighten up the look.
Imogen on the other hand fell in love with Fiona's look. Everything her girlfriend wears is of course thoroughly thought through and beautiful as a result, but this apron on her has something special. It just brings light up on a whole new Fiona. The one wearing this painted apron, with her hair in an adorable messy ponytail, stains from flour and butter on her uncovered arms and joyful smile on top of that.
"So, what's next?" Fiona asked breaking the comfortable silence and moves away from Imogen's grip.
"Well, next we need to put the pie in to the oven for 45 minutes and let it cool down after that for a while. Once cold down enough we are good to go and be creative with the whipped cream cans and cherries." Imogen explained and gives Fiona a pair of oven mitts.
"So just put it in the pre-heated oven and set the timer?" Fiona asked for confirmation not wanting to do anything wrong at this stage.
"Yep, exactly. And when we are waiting I've got a small game we should try." Imogen smiled hoping that Fiona would agree.
"A game?" Fiona replied intrigued to Imogen, whilst carrying the pie dish in both hands.
"Yeah!" Leaning against the counter Imogen looks at Fiona carefully carrying the pie to the oven. "Something from me to you. A way of showing you how much I love cooking with you. And just to have some fun." The girl finished with a cute smile.
"Sounds tempting sweetie… but look at this mess..." The girl said and put her creation in to the oven. "We should clean it." She gestured around the kitchen after she closed the oven with the pie dish in it. Next she set the timer on 45 minutes before laying her eyes on Imogen again.
"Oh come on." Imogen whined.
"No Immy we need to clean this mess before the butter and everything hardens on my kitchen counter." Fiona brings in to contradict Imogen.
"Fions please…And what do you say if I suggest to clean the whole kitchen after my game?" The girl insist in her final attempt to talk Fiona in to it.
"Really the whole kitchen? All the mess I've made? You must seriously want to play this game of yours." Fiona joked and crossed her arms in disbelieve.
"Yes all of it! And I can assure you that you would love my game as well." The younger girl steps towards her girlfriend and strokes her upper arm and fondles with her adorable dark-brown ponytail. "You just have to trust me and it will be fun." She added cutely.
Fiona sighs and relaxes her shoulders with her arms dropping down in defeat. "Okay sweetie you win… Or did I just win? Cause I don't have to clean this mess." She giggled as the other girl smiles widely.
"Yeahhhh!" Imogen exclaimed in happiness. "You will not be disappointed." She added with a quick peck on Fiona's lips. She discards her apron and did the same with Fiona's, unfasten the cords around her back. Next the excitable girl grabs a nearby towel and proudly presents it to Fiona, who questionable looks back at her.
"A towel? I expected more from you after such an effort."
"Yes this is a towel, but I'm gonna use it as a blindfold." Imogen said and swiftly furls the towel, broad enough to cover the eyes once wrapped around the head.
"I don't know about this... In what game do you need a blindfold for so badly?" Fiona replied worried staring at the created blindfold in Imogen's hands. Her thoughts trying to imagine what game would require a blindfold.
"Stop thinking for once and let things happen, trust Fiona." Imogen argued.
"Okay..." The older girl said despite her slight nerves to what Imogen's planning on doing to her.
As she agreed, Imogen positions herself around the back of her girlfriend. The blindfold got carefully placed over her eyes and knotted together at the back. A good tight fit is needed, she doesn't want the girl to have a peak after all. Next Imogen walks in front of Fiona to adjust the blindfold slightly making sure she can't see anything.
"Okay Fiona, how many finger am I holding up?" Imogen giggled pointing three fingers upwards to her girlfriend.
"I don't know Immy, you blindfolded me, right? Five I guess..." The slightly impatient girl said in return.
"Good, it were three fingers." Imogen smiled and rests her hands on the girl's shoulders, massaging then gently taking her stress away. "But just to be safe, you can't see anything above or below the blindfold either, right?"
"No nothing but total darkness..." Fiona replied. "So can you tell me now what your game is about?"
"Not yet, and beside you will know soon enough, I can promise that." A sneaky kiss was stolen from the blindfolded girl causing Imogen to giggle afterwards. She got Fiona exactly where she wants her.
"For now you just follow my lead, alright sweetie?" The girl in control said and grabs Fiona's hand with hers.
Fiona could only nod back slowly as Imogen guides her around on this dark blinded adventure.
*I hope you liked this start of my mini-story, more is definitely coming. Stay tuned for part 2*