Hey, Pumpkin {SEASONAL EVENT}

Her lips pulled the batter off of his finger, and his eyes lingered on hers, stirring his grin once again as he saw the flush against her pale skin. It was only more encouraged when she ducked her head away, trying to hide the fact that she had pink over her face. Kalt patted the flour from his clothing, some white clouds puffing around his legs. He stopped then, hearing Ashetta tease about the amount of sugar in the mixture.       ”More sugar?” He said dramatically. ”More sugar? Well, fine. Only because you’re insisting on it, though.” Kalt put his hand over her hip, pulling her smoothly into his body, and pressing a kiss against her lips, not giving her a chance to initially protest. He pulled away from her with a smirk, then slipped back into resuming what he was making.       She was lucky he wasn’t as anal about cooking as he wasn’t about cleaning, otherwise she wouldn’t have been allowed anywhere near the food before it was finished. All of those times she thought she was oh so funny by fucking yo his recipes in the Guild. They had ended up wearing more food than they actually ate in those circumstances.       He slid it onto the rack over the fire and brought his hand back quickly, having burned himself one too many times messing with fire when cooking. Kalt I  am flesh and I am bone, i rise up, ting ting, like glitter and gold i've got fire in my soul