“Daisy,” he coos, waving his spoon around the air to try to get her to look at him. She barely stirs. He tries a different tactic. He dips two fingers into the gooey chocolate filling. No, I internally scream in my head. He’s not going to… My eyes widen and my mouth falls as his fingers rise to his lips. What the fuck is he doing?!
OHMYGODDD. HOW IS BEING SEXUAL WITH THE CAKE GONNA CONVINCE HER TO EAT IT. if anything, she's gonna eat YOU, ryke.