I do not own Pepe or Penelope

This is set in the first week of their marriage. By the way I'll be posting their small wedding in a day or less. So stay posted.

Chapter Three

Pastry Lamoure

Flour was scattered over the countertop and the sink was full of measuring cups and teaspoons. Pepe and Penelope had spent the most of their morning baking a cake for themselves and for Penelope to get used to the kitchen. Now, the fun from flicking flour at each was over and the cake was baking.

Penelope rested on top of Pepe as they both slept on the couch. She propped herself up with one hand and watched the oven from her place. She felt warm where Pepe rested his arm across her waist. Her ankles were intertwined with his with the heels of their shoes softly squeaking if moved against each other. She rested her head back on his chest and toyed with the neckline of his shirt.

Suddenly the timer went off. Penelope dashed off of Pepe and reached for the potholders. She took the fresh vanilla cake out. The mouth-watering aroma filled the kitchen. Yet, Pepe still remained asleep. He turned over to one side which showed off his long tail to Penelope, reminding her of who she loved: a skunk.

"I'll just frost it without him," whispered Penelope. She took out of the refrigerator the homemade icing they made earlier and spread an even coat on the cake. It hadn't been too long before Pepe awoke.

"Pen you went ahead weethout me?" he said surprised.

"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you," said Penelope apologetically. "You looked so peaceful. I'll cut a big piece for you."

"Sounds fair," said Pepe as he removed himself from the couch and went to her. "I'm cutting your piece zhough."

"No you're not," said Penelope teasingly. "I'm cutting the cake. I'm the wife, so it's my job." She clumsily put the knife down through the softness and tried cutting a piece.

"No, like zhis," said Pepe and put his hand over hers and guided the cutting motion down. As if they were cutting a wedding cake at their wedding reception which they didn't have. They both saw it at once.

"Now that we've both got ourselves the slices," said Penelope. "We feed them to each other. I hope your hands our clean."

"Clean?" said Pepe knowing she was kidding. Penelope daintily took the piece in her hand and held it to him.

"Eat it nicely, I don't want my fingers bitten off." She smiled.

Pepe jokingly nibbled at it, which hardly brought anything into his mouth. Penelope rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Okay a big bite." She said. Before she even completed her sentence Pepe took a huge bite and a few more afterwards. The small piece was gone and then with a flirtatious sparkle in his eyes he licked her hand. Penelope jumped at the sudden feeling of his tongue on her hand. She laughed in pleasure.

"That's enough," she laughed. "Come on, where's mine?"

"Would you like zhis to be served to you neatly or messy?" said Pepe as if he was a waiter.

"Just give it to me," said Penelope as Pepe moved his hand with the small piece towards her mouth. Penelope gently bit into the cake. Pepe just melted at the feeling of her warm breath against his hand as she still gently and slowly ate her piece. He could only smile at her as she continued. His emotions and feelings of love were moving in his heart as her silky lips grazing on his palm and once her teeth lightly scraping at the last bite.

"That was tasty," she said and swiped a little icing off of Pepe's hand onto her finger and into her mouth.

"Eet was," said Pepe. He sounded hypnotized from Penelope. He loved the way she had eaten off of his hand. He never understood why the newlyweds did the feeding to each other, but he loved how Penelope had made him feel: in love all over again.

Penelope kissed his cheek affectionately, but Pepe had another idea.

"I bet you still have zhat flavor een your mouth," he said inching to her. Penelope backed away a few steps. Her back hit the wall and Pepe barricaded her in his arms. He got close to her face. Penelope smiled, knowing that he wanted to kiss her on the mouth instead of the face.

"You eat very sensually," he joked.

"Does that bother you?" said Penelope aiming to his lips. She smiled at him with a

"No." said Pepe. He went to her lips and like magnetic they connected. The skunk and cat kissed lovingly as Penelope's arms went around Pepe's neck and Pepe's arms went around her waist. Pepe's tongue moved into her mouth and met hers. The kiss was quickly passionate like their love for the other was and would always be.