"Mama mia, so good," Ink moaned blissfully, the tang of the perfect spaghetti sauce in his mouth along with perfect noodles.
"Stop it," Dream giggled.
"Can't stop eating, nom nom nom," Ink said chewing on the wonderful garlic bread.
Dream giggled again, smiling ink leaned forward and kissed his mates mouth.
Palette fled.
He did not need to see a repeat of last Pasta Tuesday.
"Your so tasty..." Ink purred.
Palette fled faster.
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Inks of Tober
FanfictionA series of Drabbles, one-shots and silly things for Inktober. With chapters also written by other writers, aka Discord friends <3
