023 Taste

Carter walked down the hallway of the base, making his way to his quarters, and ran a hand through his still slightly wet hair. This week was hard. Now that they were waiting for their new Six, it seemed like most of his time was spent focused on whether he had made the right choice. The only thing that seemed to get his mind off of it was Kat, and she seemed more than willing to give him her time.

Carter keyed the code to his room and walked in, stopping as he spotted Kat. She moved over to him, hitting the controls on the wall behind him. The door slid shut and he heard the lock slide into place. Carter's eyebrow raised and Kat smiled at him, wrapping her arms around his arm. She pulled him toward the desk. "Kat, what are you doing?"

Kat let him go, and moved over to the chair, spinning it around so it was facing away from the desk. She patted the seat and he hesitantly sat down. "Arms behind your back," she ordered.

"And why would I do that?" Carter crossed his arms over his chest.

Kat moved over to him, placing her hands on his stomach and slowly running them up. He moved his arms out of the way on instinct. "Because you trust me and because I'm doing this to try to lift your mood." She ran her hands down his arms, moving his arms behind the chair. He allowed her to do it, though he flinched as the cloth wrapped around his wrists. He looked at her, confusion painting his face. "I don't want you taking it off."

Carter watched her as she moved behind him. She moved directly behind him and the strain became too much on his neck, causing him to look forward again. A cloth settled over his eyes, blocking his vision. "Kat?" His tone was a warning but the Lieutenant Commander only chuckled as she secured the blindfold in place.

"Trust me." The words were a whisper in his ear and he could feel her breath on his skin. It sent a shiver down his spine. "I'll be nice, though, and explain. You have a better tongue for sweets. So when the chef gave me some new desserts he wanted me to test, I knew that I wasn't the right person for it. Then I thought to myself, 'who do I know that can tell me if a sweet is good.' Jorge may be sentimental, but he's never shown a liking for sweets. Emile, I don't think he understands the meaning of the word, and Jun seems to like MREs so I don't think he would know if an old sock tasted good. That left me with only one choice, the only Spartan I know that seems to like sweet things."

Carter shifted, a bit uneasy. "So what's with the blindfold?"

"Well, they say that when you cut off one sense, then the others become stronger. It is said that blindfolding someone can make eating food even more…interesting." Carter heard Kat open a box and then heard her move to stand in front of him. He felt a bit of panic at the uncertainty, but he knew that he could trust Kat.

"You'll rate everything on a scale from one to ten. One being disgusting, and ten being delicious." From the volume of the words he was sure she was leaning down in front of him. Her fingers moved up to his face, grabbing his chin and pulling it down so that he opened his mouth. She carefully placed something into his mouth and he bit down.

Carter chewed the cake, letting himself enjoy the flavors. He could taste vanilla and some sort of fruit though he couldn't place a name with it. He finished the bite and paused for a moment. "I'd rate it a seven." There was movement around him, and he waited in anticipation for her to return. His mouth hung open as he sat blindly waiting.

Carter heard her chuckle and move back up before him. "Seems someone's enjoying our little game."

Something entered Carter's mouth and he bit down. His mouth was flooded with the juice from the strawberry but there were other flavors spreading over his tongue. He could taste chocolate and what he guessed was caramel. "Nine, I liked that one."

"Oh, you have a little juice," Kat purred, leaning forward, her tongue running over his chin to remove the juice. Carter couldn't help the hitch in his breath as her tongue touched his skin.

They continued the taste testing. The next was a pastry with an orange glaze which Carter gave medium marks. It was followed by a chocolate cake with raspberries, which Carter didn't like. Kat finished off the tasting with a pastry with white fudge and bits of an orange-tinted chocolate. Carter enjoyed this last one a lot, giving it a nine-point-five.

"What else you got for me, Kat?" Carter was really starting to enjoy himself. He was fully distracted from the thoughts that had plagued him in the last few days.

"I have a few things left for you to taste." Carter felt something settle on his lap and he knew it was her. She got comfortable and he felt her hands on his neck. Her mouth latched onto his and he gladly returned the kiss in earnest.

She pulled away and Carter groaned, wanting her back. "Twenty." The word came out strained and needy. Carter felt her hands become a force, pulling his head forward. His lips met flesh and his teeth bit into it. He heard a gasp as he bit her, and her hands dug into the back of his neck a bit harder. He reluctantly released his bite and licked his lips. "Twenty-five." Carter leaned forward, returning his mouth to her neck for a better taste.

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