"There…" Keef said as he set down the tray of cookies, "I just need to make another two dozen and I'm done…" he wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt as he counted them.
"Thirty, thirty-one, thirty-… Hey! I had thirty-six! Where are the other three?" he frowned, looking around for them. After a few minutes, he sighed in defeat and went to grab the tray to put more cookie dough on it.
"… Where is the cookie dough?"
He grumbled and looked around for it until he heard it. A near-silent giggle. Stopping, Keef looked around, then slowly looked up.
Skoodge was on the ceiling.
He was on the ceiling with the bowl of cookie dough.
Oh, he was soooo going to get it.
"SKOODGE! GET DOWN!"
"… Uh… I'm not here?"
"DON'T MAKE ME GET YOU DOWN MYSELF."
The alien gingerly got down with his PAK legs. He set the bowl down with the three missing cookies.
The steamed human crossed his arms and glared at Skoodge, "What was that for?"
He kissed Keef gently, "Sorry… I was just playing…"
Keef sighed, "Fine… Well… I don't really need to make anymore cookies…"
A smirk crossed Skoodge's lips, "Well then…"
The next thing the ginger knew, he was sitting on the table, his legs wrapped around the alien's waist as he was kissed deeper. The human panted hard as Skoodge pulled away to grab the rest of the cookie dough.
"You said you don't need this, right?"
He nodded a little, a blush creeping across his cheeks.
"Good…"