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A Bit of Fluff
"Sofia, what are you making?"
Sara stood in the doorway and watched her lover lift the spoon from the jar. Sofia smiled with glee while Sara frowned at the thick, white, sticky substance which stubbornly clung to the spoon. The CSI, who'd been witness to the most horrendous of crime scenes, broke out into a grimace when Sofia immediately turned and grabbed a second jar, this one containing peanut butter.
"Eww." Sara's face distorted into a look far worse than just a grimace; the disgust clearly evident as she realized what her lover intended.
Sofia only smiled more broadly as she spooned both substances into a bowl, using the peanut butter spoon to vigorously mix the concoction. She didn't understand Sara's problem.
"What? It's my favorite sandwich filling. I used to eat it all the time when I was a kid. My aunt just sent me a dozen jars."
Sara moved cautiously closer, stopping several feet from her lover. Standing on her toes, she attempted to peer into the bowl.
"How will you spread that stuff? It's so thick; it'll never come off the spoon."
"Oh, ye of little faith. I'll just use my trusty knife." Sofia winked at Sara and turned her attention back to the bowl.
Picking up the half-empty jar of the white substance, Sara read the label. "Fluff? What the hell is that?"
"Corn syrup, sugar syrup, vanilla flavor, and egg white."
"How very nutritious." Sara placed the jar back on the counter. "I bet you were the most hyper kid on your block."
"Hey, I'll have you know Fluff doesn't contain any artificial preservatives, stabilizers, emulsifiers, or colorings."
Sara couldn't help but smile. "No, just loads and loads of sugar. I'm surprised you didn't eat the chocolate kind, too."
Sofia stopped stirring and lifted the spoon, testing the consistency. "Can't."
"Can't what?" Sara had forgotten what she'd said. She was too busy trying to figure out how Sofia was going to spread the concoction on the two pieces of bread that were lying on a nearby plate, anxiously awaiting its filling.
"There's no such thing as chocolate Fluff. The butter fat in chocolate prevents the Fluff from whipping."
"You certainly know a lot about Fluff." Sara leaned against the counter and tilted her head. Her disgust at the idea of mixing the two substances had changed to amusement of Sofia's love of the white Fluff. Besides, Sara took solace in the fact she wasn't the one who was going to eat the stuff.
Sofia smiled at the pleasant memories of her youth. "Growing up, I always researched my favorite foods. It used to drive my mother batty. She thought I'd grow up to work for the FDA."
Sara chuckled and shook her head; however, her mirth quickly morphed into curiosity as she observed Sofia glancing around the kitchen, obviously in search of another ingredient.
"What? You've got bread, peanut butter, and Fluff. What else is there?"
Sofia continued her search, moving towards the refrigerator in the hopes of finding the item inside. "That's just a regular fluffernutter. I'm craving a fluffernutter and banana sandwich. Where're the bananas you bought the other day?"
Sara's disgust was back. "You're not seriously considering adding bananas to that mix are you?"
"Yes, I am. Now, did you eat all the bananas?" Sofia bent down to explore the lower shelf of the refrigerator, tilting her head to the side to get a better view. Sara's view, on the other hand, was just fine and so was the ass she zoomed in on.
"Um, they'd turned black so I threw them out." Sara no longer cared about bananas, or peanut butter, or Fluff.
Unaware of her lover's libidinous thoughts, Sofia wiggled the body part Sara had focused in on as she backed out of the refrigerator.
"Guess it's just fluffernutter then. At least, there's fresh bread."
Sara didn't respond; she just continued to stare at the only surface she'd ever consider tasting the mixture on.
Sofia stood and turned back towards the counter, a smile stretching across her face when she'd realized where Sara's focus had been. She couldn't resist teasing her lover.
"Fluffernutter first, then we'll see about curbing your appetite."
"Huh?" Sara slowly pulled out of her dazed state. "What appetite?"
Sofia raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Oh, that appetite." Sara grinned and reached out for her lover, but Sofia side-stepped her, moving towards the bowl of Fluff and peanut butter instead.
"Uh uh, my dear. You have to wait until I've had my fill." Sofia began the process of spreading the substance on the bread. Placing the two pieces together, she took a bite and groaned her appreciation aloud. Sara now had a new goal in life; she wanted to be a fluffernutter sandwich.
Mistaking Sara's look, Sofia held out her sandwich, offering for Sara to take a bite. In response, Sara took a step back. "There's no way I'm ever tasting that stuff."
Grinning, Sofia shrugged and took another bite, chewing slowly and producing more loud moaning sounds. She watched Sara very closely as she repeated the process until the entire sandwich had been consumed. Stepping towards her lover, Sofia placed her hands on Sara's waist, pulling her flush against her body. She gestured with her head towards the bowl of fluffernutter.
"You sure you don't want to try it?"
Sara slid her hands around her lover. "Positive."
With a touch of mischief in her eye, Sofia leaned forward and captured the nearby lips, not hesitating to spear her fluffernutter-coated tongue into Sara's mouth, and just to be certain Sara received a generous sampling; Sofia thoroughly explored every region of her lover's mouth before she finally pulled away. Sara groaned her disapproval of its removal.
"So?" Sofia grinned widely.
Sara moved her hands into the back pockets of Sofia's jeans. "I'm not sure. I think I need another taste."
"Oh, really." Sofia smiled and glanced at the bowl. Pecking Sara's lips, she stepped from her lover's grasp and grabbed the bowl from the counter. "Well then, let's have a proper taste test, shall we?"
Sofia winked at Sara and turned to leave the room, swinging her hips in an exaggerated fashion. Once again, Sara zoomed in on the firm ass, and after only a moment's hesitation, Sara grabbed the jar of Fluff from the counter and raced after her lover.
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