Warning: Lost of innuendos and Coffee. You've been warned.
Theme: Insides
Sweet Tooth
That dirty bastard! How DARE he do this to me? This is the lowest form of torture ever. One day I shall have revenge upon him for this. Maybe I'll sell that coffee pot…
There is nothing I can do but watch and follow as he waves a box of cordial cherries in front of my face. I know that I'm licking my lips Already the taste of the sweet white liquid fills my lips. And the idea of nibbling at the tip to get to the sweet cherries inside. To have the sugary juice slowly leak into my mouth…
"You going to tell me where it is, or do I have to enjoy these and the other sweets all by myself?"
"Other… Sweets?"
I was practically drooling.
He revealed that he had popsicles as well, the kind with the sweet white ice cream on the inside of the tart red cherry juice. Then there were the bourbon balls. On my god. How badly I just wanted to jump him and search him inside out. And when I got a hold of the candy I'd lick all of the wrappers inside out, cleaning the chocolate from my fingers like a preening cat.
The Wutain was obviously having fun with his torture, at the idea of me going crazy over the idea of sugary-sweets nearby. He knew, like no other, that I'd turn myself inside-out for candy. It wasn't my fault. I have a REALLY bad sweet tooth. Once or twice he accused me of having a kinky place in my heart for chocolate… If he only knew.
"What do you want to know?" I asked, practically on my knees and begging for the box in his hands.
"I've also got a box of chocolate covered raisins if you give me the information."
Okay, that was TOTALLY not fair. I LOVE those things.
One could even see when he realized he'd broken me entirely.
"Behind the filing cabinet," I finally submitted.
Three minutes of silence was rewarded by him throwing me the box of my favorite sweets. And while I enjoyed the flavor of cherries exploding in my mouth I knew he'd be in his office making coffee to put into the coffee mug I had stolen and hidden from him.
Damn that man. He knows me inside out.