Cupcakes Fanfic Mlp Novels & Stories

FLAMES THE MOST EROTIC SHIT I HAD SEEN IN MY LIFE? WELL, IT CERTAINLY WASN’T A PREGNANT woman licking icing from a cupcake. “You come here a lot?” she asked snagging another cupcake from the box, taking the paper off carefully before she stuffed her face with the small cake barely chewing it. I didn’t come here a lot. Hell, the only time I had come here was with Lucy and Molly in their attempt of trying to make me alright after the woman seated across me practically tore my heart from my body.

"Alright, cupcake, I want to make some scones to give to your dad. Do you think you can handle being my special assistant?" "Yes! I can do it!" "Perfect. Okay, first, I want you to taste test something for me, okay?" Clary nodded solemnly, and Lucus pursed his lips to hold back his laughter as he pulled out a tray from the small fridge below the counter. The strawberry shortcake cupcake had been the winner of the poll he had left a few days ago, so he had made a small batch the previous afternoon to give to Clary. As he handed the cupcake to her, she stared in awe at the little snowflake on top of the light blue frosting. "It's so pretty!"

Lucy's eyes met the cupcakes and immediately became terror stricken, "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry… I had only gone to check on the pot for a moment… I didn't realize it would get burnt so quickly." It was a delicate recipe and definitely not one to be created in a rush. She hoped to prepare as many dishes as possible so Vincent could have his pick… the one his body got most compatible with. It's been so long since he had anything sweet, she put all her energy into making these cakes. Imelda looked visibly disturbed so much she didn't even hear most of Lucy's incessant apologies. Fuck, what should she do now? Isadora saw an opportunity and took it. "I know a mean muffin recipe, I've perfected m

A cooler full of soda and sweet tea sat beside the grill, and the speaker played a mix of country, Taylor Swift, and songs from 2010 that felt like middle school all over again. Harper stood near the dessert table, watching Mia reorganize the cupcakes for the sixth time in twenty minutes. "Mia," she said, amused. "You’re nervous." Mia didn’t look up. "They’re unbalanced. See? The ones with the edible glitter need to be front and center. That’s where the light hits them best. Otherwise, they just look... dusty." Harper snorted. “Oh no. Not dusty cupcakes.”

That stubborn idiot. Therefore, she was determined to make those cupcakes at least edible, to try to make him lower his guard a little again and be able to resume his plan where he had left off. However, when lifting the spatula from inside the bowl and realizing that that totally liquid mass was far from the impeccably creamy mixture that Morgan had taught her, Charlie realized that perhaps that plan was going to take longer than she expected. That was already her third attempt, and even so, she still hadn't even managed to get to the stage of putting the dough on the stove. The first attempt had turned into a kind of cement that made her decide to throw everything in the trash, including t

I’d sit at the window chatting to Caleb on my mobile so he could still see me, but he would never come close. Cupcake girl, yep that’s right. Cupcake girl takes my hand and gently pulls me up. “What’s your favourite drink?” “Erm…I’m ok thank you.” I didn’t want to seem rude but ordering a hot drink is low on my list of priorities right now. “You can’t hide without a drink!” She tuts at me. Oh, was she expecting me to pay to hide? “I’ll have a hot chocolate please?” “And cake…” She added. These cupcake lycans sure knew how to manipulate a situation. I look at the cake shelf only to see a coffee and walnut looking cake with the name I’ll be lycan-ing that. I scowl and turn to lycan cupcake on

"Not funny, Cupcake, but memorable. This will be a new moment that I will store in my memory. At least, I learned how deep your love for me and how much you hate to break up with me." "I will get you back for this." "Alright, I deserve that anyway. Can we resume our unsettle issue for now? You haven't answered my question." I reminded her, showing her the cupcake with a diamond ring in the middle of the topping. "No, if you want me to answer that question, you need to re-do that part again." I hollered laughter at her action but judging from her facial expression, I was aware that was not a joke. "Do you think this is a movie that we can re-shoot for the scene again, Cupcake?" I looked at he

MARE - AGE NINETEEN “I THINK this might be the best idea I’ve ever had,” Pippa muses, squeezing icing onto a cupcake. I dip my finger into a bowl of orange frosting. “It might go down as one of my favorite birthdays,” I agree before popping my finger in my mouth and licking the icing off. Pippa looks up and glares at me. “Get away from the icing! If you eat too much of it I won’t have enough to finish icing your cupcakes.”

I pushed away from him, rolled him over onto his back and got on top of him, my frosted tits in his face. He graciously sucked and licked them as I moved my hips up and down on his. With an iced thumb, Marcus rubbed my clit and I groaned with pleasure, exploding all over him, lost as he moaned and came inside me. As we reclined on the floor and stared at the ceiling, we were aware that Marcus would need to take another shower and that I definitely needed to frost the cupcakes before the frosting dried out. Slowly standing up, I made my way to the countertop and gave the frosting a quick stir before I carefully frosted all of the twenty-four perfect banana cupcakes. I handed one to Marcus who