Breakfast in Bed (for Donna, backdated).

[tryingitall]

Who: Balthazar and Donna
When: Backdated to before the hellhound invasion.
Where: Donna's room.
What: Fluff and cuddles.
Warnings: Possibly sexy fluff and cuddles. /eyebrow waggle


He's hardly known as the most responsible of angels, but let it never be said Balthazar neglects his promises to have fun. Bright and early on the morning promised, he's up and in the kitchen, brewing coffee with cinnamon and throwing together a few pancakes. Donna claimed she didn't want much in the way of food, but he feels obliged. Maybe it's force of habit from tending his garden, before.

In any case, when he knocks on her door, he has a cup in one hand and a plate in the other, the latter stacked with pancakes in a puddle of blueberries and syrup. "Are you up yet, love?" He calls cheerfully, even though he could just as easily fly past the closed door.

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[noblexcompanion]

"Omelets you say? You have my full attention." Donna smiles more before taking another bite of the delicious pancakes. Orgasm of the taste buds. Pancakes should not taste this amazing.

Gorgeous angel. Amazing food. This is probably the best morning Donna's had in this place!

"Thank you. For all this, I mean. It's lovely."

[tryingitall]

"So basically breakfast foods and occasionally cookies or something of the sort." He shifts a little so he can lean lightly against her side. "I think I'll make them with chocolate chips next time. Pancakes, I mean. Not omelets."

Chocolate chip omelet doesn't sound good.

"And you're welcome. Sometimes I think you need someone around to convince you how lovely you are."

[noblexcompanion]

"You never know... Chocolate chip omelets might just be the best thing since sliced bread and you could be their discovered." After all, egg and chocolate could be combined in delicious ways. Maybe chocolate chip omelets were the future!

Donna leans into Balthazar more. She could definitely get used to the closeness, even without the breakfast.

"Oh, I'm nothing special. Not really."

[tryingitall]

"Hm. I'm not sure I'm that clever with cooking. Maybe with a bit of studying and assistance." Hell, it's not like there's much else to do around here. Perhaps cooking could be his new hobby.

Her hair smells nice, and he gives her a light nuzzle. "But I think you are. One doesn't have to be a genius or possess magical abilities to be special, or lovely."

[noblexcompanion]

"We'll just have to team up in the kitchen sometime and see what we can whip up together!" Even if the food turns out to be a disaster then at least there's still likely to be flirting and good times had by all. And even if there's no flirting then at least they can have awesome food fights. Although knowing Donna and Balthazar, food fights and flirting would probably be one and the same.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're a sweetheart?" She smiles, tiling her head to steal a light kiss.

[tryingitall]

Balthazar grins, getting a mental image of the both of them dusted with flour and smacking each other with dishtowels. Yes, this is definitely something they should try. "You're on, darling."

He returns the kiss gently, lips tasting of maple syrup and sweet coffee. "No, actually. You're the first."

[noblexcompanion]

It's a great mental image, right? Donna fully supports the flour flights, towel smacking and making out in clouds of icing sugar. Oh wait, did she just add that last part? Oh well, the mental image is expanding.

"So, in all the years you've existed no one has ever told you what a sweetheart you are? You must've been sticking with the wrong crowds. Either that, or all the other angels are rubbish at noticing these things."

Donna cards her fingers through his hair, peppering his lips with soft kisses.

[tryingitall]

It's nice how their minds go in the same direction, isn't it? Clearly they're compatible.

"Angels don't value things like that much, I'm afraid. Not the ones that stay in Heaven." His eyes drift shut with enjoyment, head tilting into the touch. "You do know I do bad things too, right? Just...wouldn't want to trick you..."

He trails off with a soft noise between a sigh and a moan, pressing into the kiss more firmly.

[noblexcompanion]

"I have a habit of falling for the bad boys and the rebels. No one wants a perfect little angel - pardon the pun." Because apparently, angels weren't perfect. Humans had a lot to learn.

"None of us are perfect. Where's the fun in that? We've all done bad things." Hey, he's the guy to unsunk and resunk the Titanic and shes the girl who blew up Pompeii, how are they not perfect for each other?

[tryingitall]

"Rebel? Now there's a loaded word." He smiles against her lips. "But I suppose it's applicable."

Gently, he plucks the plate from her hand and sets it on the nightstand. "Are you ready to do some more bad things now?"

[noblexcompanion]

She wraps her hands around his neck now that the plate is out of play. Has she warned him she's a cuddler? Oh well, if he doesn't know that about her by now, he soon will!

"Bad things? Hm. I believe I may be persuaded to do some bad things..."

[tryingitall]

Suits him fine! His sexual appetite is noteworthy. His appetite for contact and cuddling is near insatiable. "Even angels need a bit of a chance for wickedness now and then, you know. I think we ought to tempt one another to sin. I won't tell on you if you won't tell on me."

The fingers of one hand tangle gently in the hair at the back of her neck, stroking rather than pulling, as he leans in for another kiss.

[noblexcompanion]

Obviously they were made for each other! Plenty of sex and even more cuddling is totally Donna's thing. She'll even settle for hand holding, but cuddling is much more enjoyable. Holding hand while cuddling post-sex just ticks all the boxes though.

"It can be our little secret." As long as they don't actually have to keep it secret, because there are people she needs to tell.

She meets him half-way for the kiss. Yep, she can definitely get used to this.

[tryingitall]

This time the kiss is more heated, intent building behind it. His tongue is active and just a bit wicked, and his free hand comes to rest on her knee, stroking in featherlight circles before creeping up her thigh.

...although, if he knew there were people she'd need to tell after the fact, he might have some mild performance anxiety.

[noblexcompanion]

Well, by 'people' she means Fort, because Fort is her best girl and best girls have to share these kind of things. No need to let nerves or doubt creep in, Balth, you're doing a great job so far.

Donna hums into the kiss, her tongue dancing with his, seeking dominance over the kiss. After a moment, she breaks it enough to draw his bottom lip between her teeth.