[Starts to peel the potato and IMMEDIATELY cuts himself despite the warning. Brings his hand to his mouth, sucking on the wound with a low drawn out moan]
[When did Silver pin him to the counter? How did he overpower him? Who knows. He is currently prying the potato out of Jay’s hand, dropping it into the boiling pot. Starchy distraction dealt with, he turns his focus to kissing and feeling his way down Jay’s body in between hungry moans. Hungry for what though? Dinner or the total snack in front of him?]
[how did any of this happen? He’s almost throwing himself back onto the counter, sprawled there sexily, hand finding its way to his forehead overwhelmed.
[Jay’s pleas fall on deaf ears as Silver continues to kiss his way lower. The soft smack of his lips and the gentle rolling boil of the water the only sounds in the otherwise silent kitchen. The heat of his mouth rivaled only by the heat of the potatoes. Did he actually come here for lessons? Or did he come here for this all along?]
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And this is how you peel the potatoes. Let me show you.
[he starts using the knife to peel it— and then passes it to Silver]
You try it. Be careful.
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Mmmmm....ow......
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No! Stop! Don’t!
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[When did Silver pin him to the counter? How did he overpower him? Who knows. He is currently prying the potato out of Jay’s hand, dropping it into the boiling pot. Starchy distraction dealt with, he turns his focus to kissing and feeling his way down Jay’s body in between hungry moans. Hungry for what though? Dinner or the total snack in front of him?]
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[how did any of this happen? He’s almost throwing himself back onto the counter, sprawled there sexily, hand finding its way to his forehead overwhelmed.
Or maybe he’s trying to get away.
It’s not entirely clear]
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Oooooh.
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No!
Please!
Stop!
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[Another kiss]
Ohhhhhh.
[A slow swipe of his tongue over his lips as they part open]
Mmmmm.
[Hands finding their way to the bulging potato in Jay’s pants]
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Stop... I’m a virgin.
[the camera pans up close to his face, his lips quivering in anticipation. Or fear. But this is definitely very sexy(???)]
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What the fuck.
[... god, he needs to lay off the French fries.]