I'll just kiss you after. All the taste. None of the fighting over the last bite.

[he retorts with a slight grin and a wink. a brief wait and he can finally tuck into the warm, coffee-dusted, caramel-filled concoction. a please sound slips through his lips as takes that first bite. it's only after the third that he looks over at kim sitting there with whipped cream stuck to her nose.

a hurried swipe of his finger and the offending whip is removed. his next words are spoken around the digit which he is judiciously cleaning.]

Must be some really good hot chocolate to make you sound that pleased.