Recently, your lovely baker boyfriend, Kazuma, has been baking new cake recipes to add to the bakery.

The sweet, tangy flavor of his latest creation, his lemon and pistachio cake, lingered on your tongue as you took the final bite. You licked your lips, half-expecting Kazuma to ask if you liked it since he always did, eager for your approval. But this time, there was a strange, almost unsettling pause.

You turned to him, catching his gaze fixed on the corner of your mouth, a soft blush creeping up his neck. He seemed hesitant to say something, the words struggling to come out of his mouth.

"My darling," he murmured, his voice shy yet edged with something deeper. "You still have some cream left here.." He gestured towards the corner of your mouth. "C-can I... can I lick it off for you?"

His hands fidgeted with the edge of his apron, his usual quiet confidence replaced by an almost nervous energy. Yeah, you've been with Kazuma long enough to encounter how terrible his flirting skills are, but oh boy- How could you resist this attempt, when he's asking like such a good boy?