Oliver Kirkland sat at home, leisurely and boredly stirring a bowl of icing. He sighed, having had no one to entertain or no one to entertain him. It was quite the bore. The British 2P stood from his chair at the overly pink dining room table and sauntered over to the kitchen, where he relinquished the oven of a new batch of Crazy-Eye Cupcakes.
Baking was his hobby. It was what he did best. As he began to frost the cupcakes, he released how sensual a cupcake could be. It was also warm and inviting. Like a friend. He could use a friend. So as he frosted, he began to talk small chit-chat with his cupcakes. "Ah, yes. And then you see, it wasn't really a ghost, it was merely Flying Chocolate Bunny up to his old tricks again!" He laughed and laughed, and to him, the cupcakes seemed to laugh with him! Oh how joyous this was, to have such wonderful friends as these pink and blue desserts!
After a few more minutes of complete loony laughter from the swirly-eyed Brit, he picked up a cupcake and bit into it. Mm. The taste was practically orgasmic. The way the sugar melted on his tongue and made him feel happy inside... Almost like the opium that his counterpart used to smoke with China. Oh, but this was better. This was...amazing. He inhaled the smell of baked goods and legitimately felt himself getting turned on.
"Oh, bother...my Richard is getting all hot and bothered...my trousers are too tight now..." he pouted and shoved the cupcake into his mouth, chewing and swallowing hard as it went down. His trousers were down and so were his underpants in a matter of seconds. Oliver leaned back against the counter and looked at the cupcakes, a wicked grin coming to his face. He squirted frosting into his hand and began to pump his erected 'Richard' hard, the frosting coating his member.
This was even better. With the scent play and the sticky sweet substance on him...it was nearly too much. He panted softly, and soon his hands were covered by another thick and sticky substance. He licked the mixture off and found it to be quite delicious. Perhaps a new recipe? He'd have to try it out on Jay or something.
"Ah, splendid. You'll always be there for me, won't you?" he said, picking up a cupcake and smiling.
There was no reply from the cupcake, however he still laughed and kissed the cupcake.
"I feel the same way, love. The same way."