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Title: ????
Character/Pairing: Irvine/Squall
Team: Galbadian
Word Count: 100
Rating: Umm....PG
Prompt: Cookies
AN: Nothing other than I hate Insanejournal. How the h'''l do you x-post here?
"I promise to be good." Irvine swears from across the room, his frowning, batter stirring lover. "And anyways, last time wasn't my fault."
"Not your fault," the brunette starts, a sneeze halting the oncoming rant. "If you'd had any self-control, we wouldn't have burnt the last two batches."
"But you're in an apron" Irvine purrs, voice reminiscent of earlier activities, "and I didn't hear any complaints during said distraction." His smirk slowing becoming a leer at the blush on Squall's face.
'Glad I crossed my fingers' he musses as he slides behind his preoccupied commander ready for a third round.
Character/Pairing: Irvine/Squall
Team: Galbadian
Word Count: 100
Rating: Umm....PG
Prompt: Cookies
AN: Nothing other than I hate Insanejournal. How the h'''l do you x-post here?
"I promise to be good." Irvine swears from across the room, his frowning, batter stirring lover. "And anyways, last time wasn't my fault."
"Not your fault," the brunette starts, a sneeze halting the oncoming rant. "If you'd had any self-control, we wouldn't have burnt the last two batches."
"But you're in an apron" Irvine purrs, voice reminiscent of earlier activities, "and I didn't hear any complaints during said distraction." His smirk slowing becoming a leer at the blush on Squall's face.
'Glad I crossed my fingers' he musses as he slides behind his preoccupied commander ready for a third round.