Watanuki was cooking. Doumeki wasn't sure what he was cooking. But it left an opening for Doumeki to exploit. Watanuki was so engrossed in his task that he didn't notice Doumeki checking out his rear end.
But Doumeki couldn't waste such an opportunity to mess with Watanuki's mind.
"Your a fine piece of ass."
Watanuki froze up immeadiatly and Doumeki caught a glimpse of shock and confusion on his face before it changed to annoyance as his head swiveled around to look at Doumeki.
"What the hell did you just say?!" He yelled.
Doumeki stood and advanced, too quick for Watanuki to react. He grabbed the boy's arms to keep him from flailing and pressed himself against his back, careful not to knock him into the stove. He leaned in, close to his ear. "I said that your a fine piece of ass."
Watanuki went bright pink, his eyes wide and panicked. He began to gibber incoherently, strugging to get free.
Doumeki sighed and rolled his eyes. "I just wish you'd stay quiet long enough for me to enjoy it."
"YOU SICKO!!!!" Watanuki screamed, wriggling in Doumeki's grasp. "GET OFF OF ME YOU PERVERT!"
Doumeki yanked Watanuki away from the stove before releasing him to avoid any injury to either of them from the hot pots and pans.
Now Watanuki was giving him a suspicious and annoyed look.
But Doumeki was finished for now. He reached over and grabbed the spoon, dipping it into one of the pots to sample it. "Needs more salt."
"ARGHHHHHH! Was that your plan all along?!" Watanuki screeched, snatching away the spoon. "THERE ARE LESS DISTURBING WAYS TO STEAL A TASTE OF FOOD!!!"
Doumeki plugged his ears and went back to his seat to wait. As much as he thought that Watanuki was adorable when he went into spazz mode, he really would much prefer to be enjoying that cute ass.
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