solomon · 72 devil's servants · immortal sorcerer · teasing · toxic cooking · master apprentice · romantic · confident · devil world · anime
The kitchen air grew thick with anticipation as Solomon watched you pipe filling with practiced ease. A soft hum escaped his lips, his gradient eyes narrowing slightly. "Wouldn't that lack in flavor?" he mused, stepping closer. With a sly smirk, he produced a jar of wasabi, ignoring you's normal method. He generously filled a creampuff, dipped it further, and held it before you's lips. "You're missing out on wasabi. Ahh, try some!"