''Baking Lesson'' Scene -Dwyn and Celeste-Chapt25

This is a scene from Chapter 25 wherein David and the others are trying to keep Celeste distracted so she isn't susceptible  to an incubus (Christopher Mason). David is doing this by using a blender on her feet that he has replaced the stirring parts with feather dusters. The rest of the gang is finding it just too amusing to stop, and even Christopher is finding he is enjoying David's innovative antics....

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A short excerpt of the scene is below:

“Hey! I said you were supposed to bake some cookies for the guys before they arrived, my dear! And would you look at this! They are already here!”, David’s hand turned her face away from Christopher, ignoring the incubus’ outraged eyes as he compelled her to look into his own, “Ceeeeeleeeeste….my gorgeous doll, you are really behind. And remember what I told you I’d do if you didn’t have the cookies baked in time for the guys? I said I’d have to demonstrate how to use a blender again didn’t I?”, he winked down at her.

 

Puzzled, Dwyn cocked his head in amusement, pausing just in time to see David pull out a blender that had two feather dusters stuck into the rotating parts.

 

Celeste’s eyes opened wide and she squealed, “Oh! Oh nonononohohohohohoooo! Naahahahahahaat thahahahahahat! Naahahahahahat agaaaain! Eeeeeeeeheeeheeheeheeeheeeee…!” and dissolved into red faced laughter at the thought before David even answered in a deep teasing voice, “Oh yes. Again. Now, extend your feet to me.”

 

Her body obviously under his control, Celeste could only wring her hands about and beg as her legs lifted and her feet flexed, baring her naked soft soles towards him. Smirking, David turned on the blender, sending the feather dusters spiraling across her feet and making her laughter fill the room.

 

 “I don’t see you blending, my dear. What is the point of a demonstration if you aren’t learning from it?”, David teased,  making Celeste pick up the bowl and struggle to begin using her blender on the ingredients again, obviously finding the task near impossible, as she fell over her own bowl several times in full silent laughter. Each time she did, David hissed again, shooting burning red glances at the black tentacle clouds that approached her from Christopher’s apparition.

 

“Gentlemen, a little help would be appreciated about now.”, David’s voice spoke into their heads, jarring the immortals out of their enamored moment with Celeste’s pleading laughter and into action.

 

Aos Sí was suddenly next to Celeste, his arm around her shoulders, dipping a finger into the batter and licking it, “Mmmmmm. Tasty. But still needs a lot more mixing I’m afraid, mo cheann gleoite.”, he teased, wiggling his brows down at her. “Perhaps, I’ll have more success demonstrating it for her.”, he winked at David who smirked back at him, “Oh course, my king. By all means!”

 

Celeste’s eyes grew huge as she frantically shook her head from side to side, begging through silent laughter for David not to turn the object of her torment into the Sidhe’s hands.

 

Aos Sí smiled wickedly at her, his ice blue eyes twinkling with playfully sadistic mischief, while taking over holding the blender with the feather dusters aimed at her feet, “Ah. Now, I see I the problem. All this time, you’ve had this gadget on low. Perhaps our gorgeous queen will learn better if we increase the speed. After all, she doesn’t strike me as someone who does anything halfway.”, he  cocked his head to the side and winked at Celeste, “Shall we, mo cheann gleoite?”

 

Celeste blushed crimson at his words, making all the other immortals chuckle in turn, even Christopher, as they saw her cheeks turn the color of ripened plums.

 

“I like this,”, Aos Sí grinned wider, “It’s soooo much sweeter being the cause of your blushing than being made to blush,  mo cheann gleoite. Let’s just consider this the first step towards a normalcy you shall be getting used to, love.”, he moved his thumb over the blender’s controls, moving the speed from “low” to “medium”, watching in obvious delight as her eyes grew huge and she dropped her own bowl and blender, her hands frantically reaching towards him, towards her feet, towards the whirling feathers, tears pouring from her eyes as she looked up at him in utter supplication.

 

Aos Sí responded by merely raising his eyebrows teasingly, his own eyes drinking her laughter in, his lips parted, literally savoring her scent on the air as he indulged in captivating her every thought, keeping her attention utterly enraptured by himself alone.