~*☺Naughty Confectionaries☻ {Break Lemon for QueenOfRandomExplosions*~

“Oz! Will you please try to remember to wipe your feet before you come in? I just got through mopping the floors!” you said with a hint of annoyance in your voice.

“Ah! Sorry Kat!” said the young blonde as he scampered away.
“Meh”, you said to yourself

You heard the main door open and close and saw that it was Gilbert, who had come back from the marketplace.
***~~~***~~~2 HOURS EARLIER~~~***~~~***
“Hey Gilbert, do you think you can pick up about 3 yams while you’re at the marketplace?” you asked him nicely

“Yeah sure thing”, he responded a little absentmindedly
***~~~***~~~PRESENTLY~~~***~~~***~~~***
“So Gilbert, did you get those yams I asked for?”

“Yams? What yams?” he questioned as he looked at you in confusion

You could feel that vein in the upper part of your temple begin to twitch.
“The yams I asked you to bring me. You know the ones for Lady Sharon’s dinner party tonight?! The ones I asked for TWO HOURS AGO?!”

“I’m sorry, but you never asked for any yams.” Gil said with such assurance that the vein in your temple began to pulse even more prominently,” I did bring home a few sticks of celery though!”, he said with a smile.

You glared at him through a twitching smile,” Celery. Excellent. Well,” you took a calming breath,” I tell you what, I’ll take the celery and you take Rowland for a walk.”
“R-r-r-r-r-ROWLAND?! WHY?!”


You scooped up the fat cat in your arms and handed him over to Gil. Immediately the cat began to growl.
“Because, he’s been trapped inside all day. The least you could do is take him out for about, oh, 45 minutes?”

“The least I can do? What the-?!” said a scared-shitless Gilbert as you pushed him outside

“Go on now”, as soon as you shut the heavy oak door, you heard Gilbert scream and Rowland growling more aggressively.
You huffed as you went into the kitchen, sat on the counter and opened up a pixie stick.

“So, how are you doing?” asked a familiar voice from under the counter.

“Oh, not so well”, you admitted, “Lady Sharon’s party is in two hours and I haven’t got anything to make for it”.

The stress started to get to you and you began to panic a little bit. In the next room over your heard commotion from other housemaids and what sounded like Oz trying to help. A few seconds later you heard dishes breaking.

“AHHHHHHH!!!” your skin became as white as a sheet as your hands flew to your cheeks and your eyes were white orbs of terror.

You were about to rush into the room when a hand grabbed your arm.
Break emerged from beneath the central counter as he walked over to you.

“It’s ok Kat, there are spares in the cabinet”, he said smoothly

“Y-yeah but the…and the people…a-and Lady Sharon-!”

He placed a gloved finger to your lips, “Shhhhh, it will all work out in the end.”

“How can you be so sure?! Those plates in there were specifically chosen because they have no chemical compounds! What if one of the guests is allergic to the chemicals in the spare plates?! Then Lady Sharon’s reputation will be ruined! She could be tried for murder, and then she’ll go to jail and then what? Oh god! Then she’ll no longer be Lady Sharon, no, she’ll become a fine woman named Chuck!!” you said through strained breaths.

Break looked at you with a raised eyebrow as his amused eye was searching yours.
“I think you and I should take a walk”, he said suddenly as he took your arm and led you outside;” want a piece of candy?”
“Sure!” you eagerly popped it in your mouth,”uh, wait. Going outside might be a bad idea.”, you remembered suddenly the image of Gilbert’s scratched face crying at the window pane, and you laughing in his face before closing the curtains.

Break asked no questions but instead said,”Alright then, would Milady like me to help her in the kitchen then?”
“Actually, that would be nice”
He led you back into the kitchen and began to take out bowls and various ingredients.
He started placing veggies into a bowl while you began working on the pie.
Everything was running smoothly for about twenty minutes until you glanced at the grandfather clock.

“Holy crap! Only 35 minutes until the guests arrive!” you thought
You went into double-speed; mixing so fast that most of the pie batter was splattering on the walls, and worse, the damn dough wasn’t rising!
You felt a presence behind you and realized it was Break. He steadied you with one hand and used his other hand to place it over the hand you were using to whisk.

“Your mixing much too harshly for this dough to do anything”, he gently chastised” the trick is to slowly follow the direction of the dough, while at the same time, being firm and whipping it until it has enough air to rise”
You could feel his sweet breath at the nape of your neck; softly brushing past the baby hairs. His chest was so close to your back that your could feel his body pulses through the thin material of your uniform. Your heart was pounding and you could feel your cheeks heat up.
“R-right then. Um, you take care of this and I’ll notify Lady Sharon of the time”, you said nervously as you tried to leave.

“Um Kat?” Break said
“Yes?”
“You have sugar all over you face”
“Oh dear!” you hurried to a drawer, picked out a dish cloth and ran it under warm water.
You then proceeded to rub it all over your face (apparently missing all the sugar because you could still feel it scratching)
“Here, let me help” said Break
He came over to your face; closing the distance to the point that you could see tiny flecks of maroon within his blood-red eye.
He placed his elegant hands on your cheeks and began to gently lick the sugar off of your face. You stiffened up at first but then relaxed a little after you convinced yourself that he was only helping you to calm down, that and the fact that this man ate so much sugar, he crapped out gumballs. You had to admit though, you kinda liked it.
“There I think that’s all of it”, said a satisfied Break

“Oh. Are you sure? I think you missed a spot

“Really?! Where?” he said confused
“Uh, right here!” you pointed to your collar bone

“You got sugar all over yourself didn’t you?” he said amused as he licked the part of your neck,” Did I get it?”

“No, I think you’re going to fast, try a little slower”, you ventured

“Alright”, he had a seductive tone to his voice.

His soft tongue trailed its way along your shoulder bones, explored the valley in between your neck bones, and slowly slid its way up the middle of your neck; rolling over your jugular in the process.
Slowly, he made his way over your chin and found his way inside your mouth. He sucked you into a passionate kiss before pulling away and saying,” Did I get it all yet?”

“Nope”, you replied

“How can that be?! I’ve licked every inched of your skin!” he said bewildered

“Not every inch”, you said as you took the sugar bag and poured it down your shirt

“Tsk, tsk; such a messy maid, this will never do”, he said lowly
You were thrown onto the counter as he ripped the collar off of your blouse; leaving you with nothing except your corset on. Again, he began to tenderly lick the tiny granules of sugar away from your skin except this time he trailed downwards; tongue sliding and rolling over the hills of your breasts. You grabbed his white hair in your fists and shoved him further down your chest, forcing the laces to become undone.

“My, my persistent aren’t we?” Break said as he looked at you with passion,” surely not the type of behavior one would expect from a lady”

Suddenly he tore the corset from your body, pinned your arms behind your back and bent him self on top of you.
Both of you were atop the counter; legs and arms intertwining all the while knocking bowls and utensils to the floor.
Your hands greedily ran along his back, feeling each muscle ripple with power. You ran your hands to his lower tailbone; prodding it with a manicured nail.
“If you’ll allow me Milady”, he purred and you gasped as he suddenly dipped into you; forcing your insides upwards and then pulling them back down.
Moving at a nice pace, the two of you took turns being on top all the while staying connected inside one another.
**DING! **
The oven timer went off.
The two of you stopped and glared at the stupid contraption.

“Well, I suppose the roast is done now. What do you think?” Break said with a tinge of dismay

“Yes, I agree. I suppose it’s time to get ready for the guests”
In a matter of moments, the two of you were fully dressed and ready to serve. Almost instantly guests began arriving, and before leaving to set the table Break smacked your behind with a heavy hand. You turned around stunned and looked at him questioningly.

“Save me a piece of that pie will ya?” he said with a wink and walked to greet the new coming guests.