It's alright. [He took Tambe's hand in his, bringing it up to his lips to kiss the burn. He wanted to give his lover something else to focus on, something to try to distract him.]
(There is sensation in his hand - in his fingers. He hasn't lost it and it isn't burned badly. Tambë gives his head a sharp shake and forces himself to breathe.)
Is it... I know it's fine. (The fear is hard to fight.)
They can be berry pancakes- I love blackberries too! [He leaned over to steal a blueberry with a flush, he couldn't help himself sometimes but he grabbed one for Tambe as well, holding it up for him to eat.]
Of course! [Astaldo laughed softly when Tambe kissed his finger before going to get plates and couple of glasses. He poured them both some juice that they could have with their breakfast.]
(He might seem overly careful as he pours the batter and adds the blueberries, but this is a new skill for him. Even his neck is red as he turns to look at his lover.)
[Astaldo beamed as he got the chocolate sauce ready, unable to stop himself from dipping in a finger and linking the chocolate off of it. He paused then as he realized Tambe had seen him do that, slowly setting the jar aside.]
[Astaldo watched him eat the strawberry, something in his eyes. He dipped his finger in the chocolate sauce once more but this time leaned up to smear it across his husband's lips with a smile. Before Tambe could ask any questions, he stood up on his toes to kiss him, running his tongue across his lips to taste the chocolate.]
Where else would I taste good, do you think? (Some of those ideas were occurring to him as well and he felt hot. Turning to the stove, he piled the pancakes onto a plate and brought it to the table.)
I can think of a few place- I can show you after breakfast. [Astaldo suggested with a grin as he helped set the table with sauce, juice, plates and forks.]
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Is it... I know it's fine. (The fear is hard to fight.)
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Why don't you go back to bed-I'll finish breakfast.
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No, I promised.
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At least let me help?
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I think that would be delicious!
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What do you think of blackberries too?
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Just...stay with me? I will be fine. (He moves to the stove and turns on the fire again, heating up the pan after he sprayed it.)
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I've added sugar. We may not need syrup.
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OH! I wonder if chocolate sauce would be any good on pancakes...
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I hope it tastes good!
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...delicious. Try it, love.
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Oh that is delicious! Lets try strawberries! [He grabbed some, dipping one into the chocolate, swirling it around before eating it.]
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I suppose I am more of a strawberry and you are more of a blueberry?
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I am not a fruit, Finno.
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