Board Thread:Ships/@comment-3058106-20141203040830

Ready yourselves - it's time for some pie eating inappropriate Siobrera. It's recommended that you eat pie while reading this, although it's not required. It's not really recomended either. Do whatever because idgaf. This is very inappropriate but not really. I'm warning you. This is a warning. Beep beep boop beep. BEWARE THE PIE. Idek. This actually isn't inappropriate at all. Also what is a title? I give up on those.

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Jaime's head was pressed into the pillow of his bed as Paige kissed down his neck and chest. Almost nothing Paige could do right then could truly distract Jaime from what was on his mind. Paige pressed a kiss against his collarbone while Jaime could only smell the scent of a pie she had been cooking. With only the pie on his mind, of course it would be all he could talk about. "Is it apple?" he asked.

"What?" Paige asked in confusion, looking up at him.

"The pie. What flavor is it?"

"Is that seriously what you're wanting to talk about right now?" Paige asked as she sat up, straddling his waist as she did so.

"Yeah, I mean, I can smell it from here. Of course I'm going to be wondering about it."

Paige narrowed her eyes at him and shook her head. "It's chocolate pecan."

"When will it be finished?"

Paige glanced over at the clock on the nightstand. "Like ten minutes."

Jaime groaned loudly in annoyance. "I just really, really want pie."

"Yeah, I can tell," Paige responded, patting his chest. "You poor guy."

"I know. It's a really tough life."

"But oh what can we do for ten minutes until the pie is ready?" Paige asked, suggestively.

Jaime shrugged his shoulders in response. "No idea."

Paige deadpanned at him. "Seriously?"

"What?... Oh, oh right. We were.. Oh yeah. Almost forgot."

Paige grumbled and got off Jaime and the bed. She pulled a shirt on and left the bedroom while Jaime sighed from his spot on his bed, trying to find enough care to get up and go after her - and the pie, especially the pie. Very slowly, he got up and went to the kitchen where Paige was watching the pie finish baking. He leaned against the doorframe of his room and watched her, enjoying seeing her in what was her comfort zone and the smell of the pie was great too. Paige took the pie out of the oven and set it on the countertop to cool off. She looked over at Jaime who was watching her. She quickly covered the pie to keep him from being tempted to completely devour it right then and there. "Just wait for it to cool off," she told him.

"But it smells so good," Jaime said, walking over to her. He went behind her and pulled her against him, his arms around her waist and his head resting on her shoulder.

"I didn't realize you wanted to burn your tongue."

"I'll live." 