A/N: This is for the couple of people who really enjoy making me feel uncomfortable. You know who you are.
"How is it?" Bonnie held the fork up to her girlfriend's mouth, cupping her hand under it to catch any crumbs from falling. Marceline took the proffered bite, making a face of contemplation.
"Wow, Bonnie. This is really good," she said.
Bonnie kissed her cheek, a grin dancing on her face. "Any other words? Any adjectives, perhaps?"
Her girlfriend looked at her, knitting her brows together. "It's... fluffy."
"Do you mean that it's -"
"No."
Bonnie wrapped her arms around the girl's waist, preventing her from escaping.
"No, stop." Marceline's cheeks turned bright red. "Don't you dare," she growled.
Bonnie leaned closer, her breath tickling Marceline's ear as she whispered, "Moist?"
Marceline cringed, screwing her eyes shut. "You can be a real douche canoe, you know?"
A chuckle broke from the red head. She pecked each of those flushed cheeks, wrapping her arms around Marceline's neck. "I know."