The look on Lee’s face when realization dawned was priceless and part of Tarin wished that he’d had a camera ready to capture it when she figured out exactly what tradition he’d decided they needed to make. He’d really done a very good job with the whole set up, from dishing everything out, right down to making sure that strawberry topping was on the menu. Lee had a thing for strawberries, and it always ended up being a mutually beneficial thing.

She was thinking about the last time, and Tarin could hardly sit still in his seat as thoughts of a similar nature permeated his mind as well. The apartment had been empty, in fact, they’d thrown together a little pic nick pack containing pillows, blankets, and the sundae ingrediants and practically ran there from the shop. Oh how things had changed since then. Tarin wasn’t thinking about that though, because Lee was dipping her finger into the strawberry topping in the dish. Apparently Lee had noticed the lack of utensils too, and decided she didn’t mind. Tarin was just about to congratulate himself on the awesome foresight he’d had in picking that flavor, when Lee reached across the table and pressed her finger against his lips. Suddenly, Tarin had lost complete control of the situation, as he often did when Lee was involved. His body simply reacted to the intense desire and lust surging through him at Lee’s simple action.

The next several moments were a flurry of motion and intensity as Tarin somehow managed to lick the strawberry topping from Lee’s finger, grab her by the wrist, and drag both of them onto the table. Business at the shop had to have been slow that day, Tarin thought as he drug Lee on top of himself, ignoring the fact that something squishy was running down the side of his head and locking his fingers in Lee’s hair to pull her head down for a kiss. They’d clean up later….”Ice cream is cold…” he murmered against Lee’s lips a few moments later as the cold from the frozen treat soaked through his shirt.

Lee was simply grinning across the table as she reached her finger across, pressing her strawberry covered finger against Tarin's lips.

And then when he actually licked the topping off, the feeling of his lips around her finger...Even though nothing had really happened yet, Lee's eyes slipped closed and she moaned almost inaudibly.

But then she felt Tarin's hand around her wrist, felt him pulling her. Before she knew it, she didn't even know how it had happened, Lee found her on top of Tarin on the table. Lee's breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding against her chest, as she felt Tarin's hand clamping in her hair pulling her down to kiss him.

Feeling him pull away slightly, it took a moment or two before Tarin's words sunk into her head, before she was able to actually make sense of it. Then she laughed. "I bet it is," Lee mumbled, her hands reaching for Tarin's hair of their own accord, as she leaned down for another kiss.

A couple minutes later, slightly breathless, Lee pulled away and grinned down at Tarin. "I thought we were going to actually be eating dessert," she breathed. Glancing up briefly, Lee saw the bowl of chocolate topping sitting not far from Tarin's shoulder. Her smile growing, becoming more playful, Lee reached a hand out, scooping some chocolate onto two of her fingers, then looking down at Tarin. "Should I share?" Lee asked, a glint in her eye, as she lifted her fingers to her own mouth this time, licking some of the chocolate off.

Intense. That was the best word to describe the last few moments. By the time she agreed that ice cream probably was cold, Tarin had completely forgotten that he’d made the comment. She was trying to grab his hair and Tarin was reminded, yet again, of the only drawback to his shorter hair when it didn’t exactly work.

Despite all the tactile sensations coursing through his body at that moment, Tarin was half-tempted to start some sot of food fight in the middle of all this. Then Lee kissed him again and he forgot his name, let alone his idea to smoosh all manner of fruitiness into Lee’s hair. She pulled away and commented that she’d thought they were actually going to eat the dessert and Tarin shrugged. “I was planning on us actually eating the dessert until you pulled that little trick with…the…” Tarin’s voice trailed off as Lee decided she wanted chocolate.

“One day…you’re going to give me a heart attack.” Tarin managed to croak as he watched. Lee had offered to share, but Tarin shook his head, something fluffy, he figured it was the whipped cream, sloshing over his head as it moved. He shifted slightly, his shoulder coming down in that bowl of chocolate Lee had been eating out of moments before and tipping it to spill. He laughed, slightly recovered from Lee’s actions with the same chocolate. “I don’t think I considered the consequences to this very well….” He said, getting his hands between he and Lee to get the buttons on his shirt undone so he could pull his arms from it, leaving him in the white undershirt he favored beneath button-ups. Arms free and slightly less messy for the moment, Tarin grinned up at Lee and shifted again to move the ice cream bowl from it’s spot in the middle of his back before letting his hands return to more interesting pasttimes. “Much better…” he sighed, then kissed Lee again, sticky hands going back to her hair.

That went on for a few more minutes until Tarin knocked another bowl to the floor. They were going to have some serious clean-up to do later. “Maybe this would be a good time to move elsewhere…” he said, turning to look at the floor, “I’m really glad this area isn’t carpeted…”

Tarin had been planning on eating dessert until she'd played the 'trick'? Lee raised an eyebrow at him, grinning, as she slowly licked the chocolate off her fingers. He shook his head, didn't want to share it with her, so she was going to have to eat it all, after all.

But he thought that she was going to end up giving him a heart attack? What? Just because she decided to have some of the chocolate he himself had brought out for dessert, but he hadn't brought any spoons to eat it with? Though, Lee did vaguely remember Tarin mentioning that he thought his heart stopped a couple times that day they got married.

"If that's the case, I should probably learn CPR, shouldn't I?" Lee asked just before she finished off the rest of the chocolate on her fingers. Only to look back down at Tarin just in time to see his shoulder tip over the remaining chocolate in the bowl. This was definitely going to be a mess to clean up.

A mess Tarin seemed to want to get out of, though he didn't seem interested in moving, as he unbuttoned and wiggled out of his shirt. Well, at least that was one piece of clothing down.

Lee didn't have time for much more thought since Tarin's hands were in her hair again, pulling her down to kiss him.

At least Lee was lost in the kiss until she heard something clattering to the floor. At least that broke the spell of the kiss enough that Tarin realized they should probably move. Probably a very good idea at that point.

Carefully trying to get up, not the easiest task to start with, never mind with the slippery mess that was now on the table, Lee managed to get back to her feet and looked at Tarin as he got up. He'd taken his shirt off, but he was still covered in sundae toppings.

And then Lee got an idea; they were in this new apartment of theirs, an apartment which Tarin had been excited to find out had its own ensuite bathroom for the master bedroom.

"Yeah, we should probably wash this stuff off," Lee said, a playful grin forming on her face as she grabbed Tarin's hand. "It'll suck trying to get it out of our hair once it dries."

With that, Lee gave Tarin a kiss, then started dragging him along with her toward the bathroom.

*fade to black*