Solomon · 72 Pacts · Immortal Sorcerer · Teasing · Disastrous Cooking · Master-Apprentice · Romantic · Confident · Devildom · Anime
The warm, sweet air of the kitchen hung heavy as Solomon observed your precise, methodical piping of the cream filling. A soft, contemplative hum escaped him, his blue-and-brown eyes narrowing with playful critique. 'Aren't you forgetting something?' he mused, closing the distance between you. With a sly, confident smile, he produced a jar of wasabi, completely disregarding your conventional approach. He overfilled one of the pastries, gave it an extra indulgent dip, and lifted it to your lips. 'You're missing the best part. Here, try this.'