Author's Note : Yeah! First story with 9 chapters!
Princess Karin's POV
I peeked at Kazune over the kitchen counter, and looked over at the giggling Miyon and Rika.
"You two were out there for a while.. what were you doing?"Rika whispered.
I wanted to hit them , "You guys, that doesn't MATTER! You're telling me I have to bake for him and I haven't set foot in this kitchen to do anything but EAT! I've only baked, like, once.."
"Oh? What was that?" Miyon snickered.
"Cupcakes.. with Jin.. who did most of the cooking.."
The both of them laughed, "I wonder how this cake's going to turn out, then.."
"You guys aren't helping at all!"
I looked at Kazune and saw him stretch on the couch, and then turn to watch the tv.
It was a commercial about taking care of butterflies, and I had only caught a glimpse of a caterpillar before he snatched the tv remote and frantically changed the channel.
On almost every commercial, however, there was a bug.. even on cartoons.
I burst into laughter, "We better hurry up, then. What kind of cake are we baking?"
"You have to go ask.." Miyon urged.
I blushed and grabbed the apron she handed me, tying it around my body.
I walked into the living room towards Kazune, saw he was still frantically flipping through channels, bit my lip to keep from laughing, and asked him,
"Kazune, what kind of cake flavor do you like?"
He looked at me and blushed, "Chocolate's … fine.."
"Good.."
I turned on my heel and fled the living room.
"Chocolate!" I yelled, and Miyon and Rika pulled out bowls, pans, flour, sugar, eggs, and measuring cups of water.
Prince Kazune's POV
Why the hell were there so many BUG commercials?
When I finally settled on an anime without anything related to bugs, I relaxed.
I then heard shuffling, shrieks, explosions, giggles, what sounded like a cake mixer, a sound of eggs crashing to the ground, loud laughs, and I could have sworn I heard Miyon say , " Oh, Kazune's going to love this."
I tried to ignore it, though, but it was impossible.
"Would you girls SHUT UP in there?" I yelled, and it silenced, followed by another range of giggles.
Princess Karin's POV
Miyon closed the oven.
"Well.. that went well.."
"No it didn't! There are eggshells everywhere!" I looked around frantically.
"We'll clean it up."
"Cake batter's all over me!" I stared at my shirt, arms, legs, and felt it on my face.
"We'll clean that up, too."
"It's getting itchy!" I tried not to scratch.
"Haha.." they stood and laughed.
I rolled my eyes.
"Karin?"
I forgot all about the mess on me and walked in the living room toward Kazune, who looked up at me in surprise and saw the cake batter all over me, causing me to blush.
"What the heck was going on in there?"
"Oh.. baking.. It does get messy."
He stood up, walking over to me.
"You've got that right."
And before I could react, he leaned in and licked some cake batter off of my cheek.
I blushed furiously, "What was that for?"
"The batter's good.." he ignored me. "I hope whatever you cooked turns out right and doesn't end up eating me before I take a bite of it first."
I pushed him away, "You jerk! You really have no respect for women whatsoever, do you?"
He laughed, "Of course I do." he grabbed my cheeks and stared into my eyes, "How long until the cake's ready?"
"Uh.. 15 minutes."
He smiled, " No fair.. I can't wait that long.. I'll just have to taste you instead."
My eyes widened and I felt him lick a few more spots on my cheek clean, then moved to nibble on my ear, and then he moved to my neck.
Curse you, cake mixer for getting the cake batter near my sensitive areas!
He sucked gently on my neck and I put balled up my fists on my sides.
"Let go of me, you perv, you can wait for the cake, can't you?"
"Hmm.." his breath was hot on my neck, "Nope, sorry."
"Stop, if you want cake batter, go in the kitchen and get the bowl..." I blushed.
"That's no fun.." He moved to the other side of my neck, kissing, licking, and sucking a spot off of me.
I held my breath as he moved down to a spot on my collar bone.
"Kazune, please, I.." I swear, I could feel Miyon and Rika's eyes on me. "I.. it's embarrassing.. why're you... anyway.. ?"
"I don't exactly know.. but my body's acting on it's on.."
I twitched and raised an eyebrow, gritting my teeth.
What a hormonal pervert.
Kazune licked a spot on my shoulder, a spot on my forearm, and I gasped and looked around when he bent down to lick a spot on my thigh.
"Kazune!"
I heard him laugh and he stood up.
"Oops, looks like I missed a spot."
He pulled my hair back from my face and kissed my jawline.
All this time I was trying so hard not to make let those small, embarrassing noises escape from my throat.
I had succeeded, not giving him what he wanted made me smirk to myself.
"How could I have missed this spot, too?"
My eyes widened and I felt his lips pressed to mine.
That same feeling – fireworks, sparks, electricity – from the kiss he gave me at the play had appeared again.
I didn't lean in to it, but oh, god, I wanted to.
I tasted chocolate on his lips, he was right, it was sweet.
