"Hey! I was gonna eat that!"
Ishizu replied to his complaint simply with a smirk, taking a neat bite of the last piece of chocolate cake. It sat on her plate, a thick luscious slab all darkly sweet and perfectly chilled, with a coil of airy whipped cream on top.
Seto narrowed his eyes in annoyance as she licked her lips for effect, that arch, smug look settling on her features.
"Ah, well. You snooze, you lose, as I believe your brother would say…" She sucked on the tines of her fork for effect as the man across from her tried to continue glowering at her.
"Nn."
He watched her cut off another bite of the coveted cake with the side of her fork as she spoke, stabbing the treat and lifting it to her mouth. "In fact, I'd say your reflexes seem to have gotten–"
She let out a mild yelp of surprise as Seto lunged across the round kitchen table, covering her hand with his and guiding the slice of cake to his own mouth, his devious half-smile echoing her quickly fading one.
He swallowed the dessert with an emphasized gulp as she watched, fighting the urge to chuckle at her expression. Pulling the fork out of Ishizu's grasp, he allowed it to clatter to the table.
Eyes glittering with mischief and victory, he pulled her fingers to his lips and licked off a smudge of whipped cream, sending a strange shiver rushing through her as she bit down on her lower lip. Hard.
"You were saying?"
