Santana had moved to grab the cookie sheets they would be using and turned back just in time to see Brittany reaching out to press a button. "Brittany, no!" she called out, but her attempt to stop the blonde was in vain. "Shit!" she said, a little irritated, but by the time she'd slowed the beaters, she was laughing along with Brittany.
"What have I told you about touching things? You have cookie dough all over your face now." The words were completely teasing; she wasn't angry, though she wasn't looking forward to having to clean up all this mess. She wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist to draw her closer and leaned up, licking some dough off Brittany's cheek.
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Date: 2010-12-14 01:18 am (UTC)"What have I told you about touching things? You have cookie dough all over your face now." The words were completely teasing; she wasn't angry, though she wasn't looking forward to having to clean up all this mess. She wrapped her arms around Brittany's waist to draw her closer and leaned up, licking some dough off Brittany's cheek.