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“I suppose the tub will do. What flavor? Oh! Are there sprinkles?”
“I, I got cream cheese frosting. It’s a lemon cake.”
“Oh! Lemon!” Notreal smiled dreamily, and then he paused. “I have no idea what lemon tastes like.”
“Lemon’s real good,” Scott assured him. “It’s my favorite.”
“Oh!” Notreal gasped loudly. “Candles! Do you have candles? What about sprinkles?”
“Sorry, uh, no sprinkles. No candles either.” Scott shrugged. “I wasn’t exactly planning to do this at home, you know.”
Notreal huffed. “How are you supposed to make your wish?”
“I will use my imagination.” Scott actually had no idea what to wish for.
To have friends that weren’t absolute assholes? To maybe not be so miserably alone? Maybe get another peek at Notreal’s cock—wait, no, no, no.
Scott stared at the ceiling.
Notreal nodded as if that was an acceptable answer. “Are we thinking three tiers?”
“I think the box is only enough for two.” Scott took a swig of vodka for courage and then stood up. “You’re gonna need an apron so you don’t get any, uh, batter on you.”
“Yes! An apron!” Notreal grinned excitedly. He got to his feet and certainthingsmoved as he did so.
Scott made a beeline for the kitchen pantry where he kept his aprons. He heard Notreal pattering up behind him and he thrust one out without looking back. “Uh, here.”
“Yes! This makes it official.” Notreal accepted the apron eagerly. “Can you tie it for me?”
Scott turned around and was treated to the display of Notreal’s very bare butt cheeks.
“God. Yes. Sure.” Scott swayed a little as he took the straps from Notreal’s hands. He tried to tie as quickly as possible, hyperaware of his fingers brushing Notreal’s naked skin. The faster he tried, however, the more he tangled the straps and then had to start over. He took a deep breath to calm himself.
Nothing to be freaked out about.
Totally fine.
Just helping the monster in his mirror who had an impressively muscular ass get ready to bake a cake with him.
Scott finally tied a respectable bow. “There you go.”
“Thank you!” Notreal turned around to face Scott, baring all of his sharp teeth in a sweet smile. He smoothed out the fabric as he stepped up to Scott. “How do I look?”
“You… you look very handsome.” Scott didn’t know why that was the first word that popped out of his dazed mind, but it was. The unexpected proximity made the room feel ten degrees warmer, and he was certainly sweating now.
“You really think so?” Notreal grabbed his chest, gushing, “Thank you!”
“Y-you’re welcome.”
“You are very handsome as well. Even though you do not have an apron.”
“Oh. Well, thank you.” Scott smiled.
“You are welcome.”
“So, uh, you really came out of a mirror just to come check on me?”
“Of course!” Notreal put his hand on Scott’s shoulder. “The mirrors had never gone dark before. I was very worried.”
