Vanilla 소설 & 이야기

Ending the night on dessert, the chef surprises us once again with not only three bowls of vanilla ice cream wrapped with tempura batter, but with the same model that was soon adorned with chocolate-covered strawberries and various mochi. Taking a spoonful of ice cream and tempura shell, along with a bite of matcha-flavored mochi, I hold myself back from fully moaning at the delicious mix of flavors. Each bite was its own climax, making me consider the fact that food might just be better than sex. I say the silly thought out loud and Nancy rolls her eyes at me, reminding me that it is just that, a consideration but never the truth.

Ruby’s fingers dug into his back, the two of them staring into each other’s eyes as he started to thrust. “I wasn’t sure what to expect with you,” I mused, stroking myself softly, not enough to make myself finish as I watched them. “I thought maybe you’d pull out the fluffy handcuffs or something. You really are vanilla, aren’t you?” Zach laughed between kissing Ruby’s neck and shoulders. Her eyes were half-shut, a satisfied smile on her face as she moved with him, matching his thrusts. “The great thing about vanilla is that it can be used with anything,” Zach ground out. “You can only make it more exciting.”

Valeria leaned forward, her eyes narrowing. “Finally,” she said. Rosa set the tray down. “I’ve prepared a selection of our most popular flavors. Vanilla bean, chocolate truffle, red velvet, lemon chiffon, strawberry shortcake, and—“ “I’ll try them all,” Valeria interrupted. She picked up a fork and took a tiny, delicate bite of the vanilla. She chewed slowly, her face thoughtful. “Too plain,” she announced. She moved on to the chocolate. Another tiny bite. “Too rich.”

I looked up at him and asked, "Since when do you like vanilla?" He paused for a beat before replying with a smile, "I just thought I'd switch it up for once." That hesitation needled its way into my eyes. That night, he went to take a shower and left his phone on the couch, the Notes app still open on the screen. I took a glance and saw "Vanilla syrup to milk ratio 3:7—she said it was a little too sweet." She. Not a name. Just a designated "she". My fingers hovered over the screen for a long time without moving.

I grinned hearing her question and opened the fridge that was placed in front of her that had a lot of ice creams stuffed in it. "Ice cream." she squealed. "All for you." "Which one you want, chocolate, mango, strawberry..." I wasn't even done telling her all the flavours when she said, "Vanilla." "Sure, Ma'am," I said and took out the vanilla in a bowl. Unlike always I didn't choose vanilla and was eating chocolate flavour. "I want that too," she said licking the spoon as she had finished the content of the bowl. I felt hot out of the blue.

We both shake our heads and reply, “No.” I ask, “Are you sure that you are smelling vanilla?” Ben takes another big sniff and smiles. “Yes. It is most definitely vanilla, and it smells amazing.” Confused, I glance at Wyatt. Why would Ben be smelling vanilla? There are a lot of spices and seasonings that are used to cook the meal, but vanilla isn’t one that stands out to me. A smirk slowly spreads across Wyatt’s face. I can’t help myself when I ask, “Wyatt, you know what is happening.”

But she's said something related to Vanilla way before if he could recall. _______________________________________________ ~A COUPLE DAYS AGO... "What's that smell?" "Smell?" Maddie pondered. "Yeah, it's strong and...milky." Scarlett took in a smell. "Maybe it's the school, it does have that bad milk issue," Shawn said, scrunching his nose in slight disgust. "You'll get used to it," Maddie shrugged. "No, it...almost smells..." Scarlett closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on what the smell was. "...like...vanilla. Vanilla ice cream."

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

Wu said. **** Aaliyah had later told us that they was no secret formula, and she no Mr. Krabs from SpongeBob- -we can all afford to make tasty jollof rice, but what really mattered are the people that surrounded us, the love that we shared. Love was the secret ingredient, and she had just about enough to give. We all did. Because even if we weren't sure about any thing in this whole world, or whether we fight and have more petty, petty arguments

Vanilla and cherry sponge cake, vanilla yogurt, vanilla cookies with chocolate topping, vanilla and chocolate chip cookies. We all have our ideal flavours. While I'm a freak with lust for strawberries, banana and coconut, Kyle is chocolate obsessed and Ali has a vanilla pact. She's consuming so many vanillas in a short time but with the most elegant pace I've ever seen a person eat. Suddenly she stops and starts coughing. I begin to panic but she lifts her hand up at me in signal to stop as she downs a