Fitz and Ben - Cake cutting
His smile beamed bright at Ben as they completed cutting two small slices out. “I normally don’t feed you in front of an audience.” He teased, gingerly picking up his slice. Fitz raised the cake up a bit and waited for Ben. Once they both had their slice and we’re in position he gave a small word of caution. “If you get any on my suit...” the threat was fangless though.