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Baking My Love For You

Sugilite loved his husband with everything he had. Over the past few days, he’d been trying to do everything he could think of to make it up to Ambrose for the whole thing, forgetting him on their first anniversary. Ambrose had been equally as clingy for the past few days as well. Unfortunately, he was growing low on potion supplies, so sadly, Ambrose had to leave for his homeplanet to gather more supplies. 

“I don’t want to go,” Ambrose whined, cuddling Sugilite tightly as they two laid in bed. “I want to stay and be with you, darling.” He clutched Sugilite tighter and buried his head in the crook of Sugilite’s neck. 

“I know, but I have work and you need ingredients,” Sugilite murmured sleepily, gently kissing his husband. It would be fine if he was late to work. His husband was much more important than the IPC. 

Sugilite’s schedule didn’t allow him to leave for those few days, so he was stuck home alone. However, this was a great opportunity for Sugilite to attempt something he had spent days planning. All he needed was a little help from Shilou and all would be well. The moment he was able to, he burst into his fellow Stoneheart’s office. 

“What are you doing?” Shilou groaned. The last time Sugilite was in his office he was claiming they had hooked up. It was very uncomfortable, and as an apology, Sugilite took a week of Shilou’s paperwork. “Why are you back? Please, don’t tell me you lost your memory again.” 

Sugilite gave Shilou a glare. “I don’t have much time to explain, but I need to talk to Spirit. As in, right now, I need to talk to him.” He tapped his fingers on Shilou’s desk. “Please?” 

Shilou sighed, knowing Sugilite wouldn’t leave him alone. “Fine, just don’t do anything that could get us in trouble. Save those shenanigans for Amethyst.” Shilou glanced at the Rose Quartz cornerstone and relinquished control, letting Spirit out. “What do you want?” Spirit asked, looking at Sugilite with narrowed eyes. 

“I need you to come home with me,” Sugilite said bluntly. 

“I–huh?” Spirit blinked incredulously. 

“I want to make Ambrose those pastries from Vorethia-III,” Sugilite admitted, frowning softly.

“How do you know about Vorethia-III?” Spirit raised an eyebrow. Ambrose never told anyone about their home planet. Sugilite must have really been special for Ambrose to tell him about their home. “Nevermind, why are you so interested in the food?” 

Sugilite rolled his eyes. “Why wouldn’t I be? Just…please help me. I want to do something nice for my husband.” Spirit acquiesced and he brought Shilou to Dimitri’s condo. He laid Shilou on the couch and followed Sugilite to the kitchen. Unfortunately, that left Shilou alone with Eudora. The little girl giggled evilly and grabbed her stickers. 

“I was unaware we were having guests,” Dimitri commented when he noticed Spirit and Shilou. He made no movement to stop Eudora from her plotting. 

“Ah, Dimitri, Spirit’s here to help me cook something. You’re welcome to join us,” Sugilite nodded to the Halovian. If Dimitri did help, he’d probably swipe some of the ingredients to munch on while Sugilite did the cooking. It was amusing. 

“No thank you,” Dimitri shrugged. “Lighter is taking me somewhere tonight. Have fun with Ambrose,” he winked and left the kitchen to get ready for his date with Lighter. 

For the next couple hours, Spirit helped Sugilite get a few pastries from Vorethia-III baked and completed. The first few attempts were nothing to be desired, but Sugilite was determined to get it right. Thankfully, the last few batches came out perfectly. Spirit had been the designated test taster. Although the man didn’t need to eat or sleep, he enjoyed tasting the food from his home. It brought back some of those happy memories. 

“Ah, thank you for the help,” Sugilite thanked, setting the last batch of pastries on the cooling rack. “You can—” He was cut off by the door opening and his beloved mage coming through the door. “Love, you’re back…ignore Shilou sleeping on the couch.” 

“Finally, darling,” Ambrose hesitated, noticing Spirit and the heat from the kitchen. “What’s going on?” He narrowed his eyes on Sugilite. “What did you do, darling?” 

“Why must you always assume I did something?” Sugilite huffed, rolling his eyes. He walked up and pulled Ambrose down for a loving kiss. “Can’t I do something nice for my husband?” he smiled softly. “Come on.” 

Ambrose chuckled and glanced over in the kitchen. “All right, all right. What did you ma—” The words died in his throat as he saw the pastries from Vorethia-III. “How did…when did…I…” he looked back at Sugilite, tears of joy in his eyes. “Did you make these, Osiris?” he breathed, already knowing the answer but he wanted to hear Sugilite confirm it. 

“Of course I did. Though, I needed Spirit’s help to get them just right,” Sugilite explained, picking one of the warm pastries up and handing it to Ambrose. “Try one.” He watched expectantly (and a little nervously) as Ambrose bit into the sweet treat. Ambrose closed his eyes and let out a small moan at the delicious taste. Sugilite let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding in. “So, it’s good?” 

Ambrose grinned at Sugilite, opening his eyes. “It’s perfect, my gem.” 

Sugilite smiled and kissed Ambrose again. “I love you, my beloved mage.” 

“Sugilite, what the fuck?” Sugilite’s eyes widened. He’d completely forgotten Shilou was there. Spirit was gone and so were a few more pastries. Both Sugilite and Ambrose looked at Shilou, trying to stifle a laugh. 

Poor Shilou was covered in stickers and Eudora was smiling innocently.

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Overstimulated

Nsfw under the cut, MDNI!

“O-Osiris–”

“Shhh, love,” Sugilite’s hand stroked Ambrose’s hair, while his other hand moved the toy up and down his cock, only stilling for a moment as his husband’s hips bucked up as he came for the sixth time. He grinned and started his pace again, cooing at the whines and cries of his overstimulated lover. “You’re doing so well, such a good boy. You can take just one more, yes?”

Ambrose let out a sobbing moan, tears streaming down his face. Nonetheless, his hips still bucked into the toy, seeing his own cum running down his overstimmed cock. He cried out again as Sugilite tightened the toy around his cock, sobbing out his lover's name.

“Aww,” Sugilite cooed, leaning into Ambrose’s face to gently kiss away his tears. His husband only cried more, keeping a white-kunckle grip on the sheets. He smiled, softly pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Good boy, remembering our deal. No touching, just lay back and let me take care of you, love.”

“Osiris–” Ambrose sobbed, his legs twitching almost violently. “Please– s-so much, too much–”

“Do you need to use the safeword, love?” Sugilite asked softly, brushing Ambrose’s bangs from his eyes. He shook his head as more tears fell, moaning through heavy pants and hiccups.

“N-no– not gonna safeword– not yet– I-I’m gonna–”

Ambrose’s hips jerked once again as he came, throwing his head back against the pillows with a loud cry. His back arched, body shaking like mad–

Yet Sugilite kept going.

“That was seven, love,” He leaned into Ambrose’s ear, lowering his voice to a sultry whisper. “What do you say you be a good boy and give me just one more, make it an even eight orgasms?”

Ambrose cried out again, his eyes rolling back into his head as he suddenly came, moaning and crying as tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Oh my, love…” Sugilite kissed his cheek, squeezing the toy around his cock just slightly. “What a good boy for me…”

Ambrose whined like a dog in heat, high pitched whimpers leaving his mouth as Sugilite finally, finally slipped the toy off him, allowing his body to fall limp on the bed. His eyes glazed over, staring into nothing as he slowly started to come down from overstimulation.

“You did so well,” Sugilite whispered, placing the toy on a towel laid out neatly on their bed. He gently kissed all over Ambrose’s face, moving to gently interlock their hands. He stopped when Ambrose didn’t grab his hand in return, glancing up to find his beloved husband already asleep, a few stray tears still rolling down his cheeks. “Oh, my love…”

He carefully wiped his tears away and got to work cleaning him up, setting a soft blanket over him as he cleaned the rest of the room. He climbed into bed as soon as he was done, wrapping his arms around his sleeping husband.

“Goodnight, my love,” He leaned into his ear to whisper. “You did so good for me…” He caught the way Ambrose whined softly in his sleep, a small grin spreading across his face. “Aww…sweet dreams.”

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"I love it," He breathed, tears brimming his eyes. "I just...I....Osiris, I-"

He quickly and gently set the butterfly down, wrapping his arms around Sugilite's neck and burying his face into his chest, letting out a soft cry.

"I love you," He whispered between cries. "I love you so much, I just..."

Sugilite had thankfully regained his memories and came back to Ambrose. The two had been practically inseparable. After a few days, Sugilite was getting ready for the day while Ambrose was in his potions room.

"Huh?" Sugilite looked in the drawer, frowning slightly. "Why is this here?" He pulled out a butterfly made out of jewels he had gotten made for Ambrose as an anniversary.

He couldn't remember giving it to Ambrose. Maybe it was from one of the many memory gaps he had.

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"Darling?" Ambrose's voice came from the hallway, stepping into the room. He gave him a small smile and stepped inside, leaning on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the top of Sugilite's head.

"Hm? What's that you've got, darling?"

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"O-oh. You..."

He carefully took the butterfly from his hands and turned it over, spotting the symbols on the underside of the wing. He took in a deep, shaking breath, his hands starting to shake slightly.

"I-I didn't...I didn't even see this before...I..."

Sugilite had thankfully regained his memories and came back to Ambrose. The two had been practically inseparable. After a few days, Sugilite was getting ready for the day while Ambrose was in his potions room.

"Huh?" Sugilite looked in the drawer, frowning slightly. "Why is this here?" He pulled out a butterfly made out of jewels he had gotten made for Ambrose as an anniversary.

He couldn't remember giving it to Ambrose. Maybe it was from one of the many memory gaps he had.

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"Darling?" Ambrose's voice came from the hallway, stepping into the room. He gave him a small smile and stepped inside, leaning on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the top of Sugilite's head.

"Hm? What's that you've got, darling?"

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Ambrose's smile dropped a little upon seeing the butterfly, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Ah. That was...from Jean. Apparently. He gave it to me while you were still..."

He shook his head. "I'm...not sure about keeping it, I'll be honest. Since it was from Jean..."

Sugilite had thankfully regained his memories and came back to Ambrose. The two had been practically inseparable. After a few days, Sugilite was getting ready for the day while Ambrose was in his potions room.

"Huh?" Sugilite looked in the drawer, frowning slightly. "Why is this here?" He pulled out a butterfly made out of jewels he had gotten made for Ambrose as an anniversary.

He couldn't remember giving it to Ambrose. Maybe it was from one of the many memory gaps he had.

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"Darling?" Ambrose's voice came from the hallway, stepping into the room. He gave him a small smile and stepped inside, leaning on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the top of Sugilite's head.

"Hm? What's that you've got, darling?"

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Sugilite had thankfully regained his memories and came back to Ambrose. The two had been practically inseparable. After a few days, Sugilite was getting ready for the day while Ambrose was in his potions room.

"Huh?" Sugilite looked in the drawer, frowning slightly. "Why is this here?" He pulled out a butterfly made out of jewels he had gotten made for Ambrose as an anniversary.

He couldn't remember giving it to Ambrose. Maybe it was from one of the many memory gaps he had.

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"Darling?" Ambrose's voice came from the hallway, stepping into the room. He gave him a small smile and stepped inside, leaning on his shoulder and pressing a kiss to the top of Sugilite's head.

"Hm? What's that you've got, darling?"

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As a ❝master of seduction❞ himself, Dimitri can’t help the urge to tease, no matter how dear his partners might be to him.

After all, with the information drought on Ambrose, snagging onto any piece of information or leverage subject of the mage is quite a lucky occurrence, indeed.

There’s few things he adores more than the sight of frosty red inking itself across pale ivory cheeks— so it’s not that awful that he can’t possibly resist, right?

The blonde swipes his phone open, scrolling through his priority contacts before selecting the right icon.

Dimitri Iris : Bottom~

Dimitri Iris : Yes, I know about you and Sisi :3

~ @fluorescent-caress

Ambrose blinked at his phone for a moment, face flushed, before smiling sheepishly and typing out his reply.

Ambrose: Ah. Well we didn't do much to hide it.

Ambrose: Were we too loud?

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Fixated

CW// smut, oral fixation, oral sex, oc x canon, sub/switch!Sugilite (HSR)

It was almost no surprise to Ambrose that his beloved husband had some kind of oral fixation. During the many nights they'd spent together, Sugilite had almost always started out on his knees, waiting somewhat impatiently for Ambrose to shove his cock into his mouth.

And now that were married and living together, it became increasing more apparent that he was fixated with the idea of having something--anything--in his mouth most of the time. Chewing on pens and sometimes even lightly nibbling on his finger. Ambrose had made a habit a while ago of keeping some hard candies for him to suck on in case his fixation was making it hard to focus.

And in his current case...he found it very hard to focus.

Ambrose was sitting at his desk, writing a few new things in his journal, when Sugilite had slid up behind him, draping himself over his husband's shoulder.

"I'm bored," He said bluntly, his hands already wandering. "I'm having a hard time focusing..."

Ambrose raised an eyebrow, "Not even two words in, and you can't keep your hands to yourself," He halfheartedly scolded, however he made no attempt to push him away. "I'm assuming you don't mean you need the candies?"

Sugilite shook his head, "No, I need something sweeter...richer."

His hands traveled down, one squeezing Ambrose's chest before moving down between his legs. He hesitated, moving to look Ambrose in the eyes.

"Darling, can I?"

Ambrose nodded, "Go ahead, dear."

Sugilite smiled wickedly, cupping Ambrose's hardening cock through his pants. He let out a sigh at the feel of it, already moving to slide underneath his desk.

Ambrose raised an eyebrow, opening his mouth to protest-- however he was cut off as Sugilite squeezed him again, his breath hitching as he groaned.

"I'll just be down here," Sugilite purred. "So I don't distract you."

"You're lucky I don't have anyone coming in today," Ambrose groaned, watching with rapt attention as Sugilite undid his pants, freeing his half hard cock. He sighed a little and smiled down at his husband, eyeing the ring on his left ring finger. "Do whatever you need to, my darling husband."

Sugilite wasted no time in shoving Ambrose's cock into his mouth, glancing up to see the delightful flush on his cheeks against his off-white skin. He grinned, speeding up for a moment, just to hear the obscene noises his husband made.

He settled into a comfortable, slow rhythm soon enough, lazily dragging his tounge against Ambrose's cock while he "worked"--or at least tried to--at the desk above him. He knew his husband better than he knew himself, he know how to use to mouth to wring orgasm after orgasm out of him- but he didn't need that. Not yet.

For now, he slowly sucked and lapped at Ambrose's cock, lazily worshiping it from as long as he wanted. Until one of them got too horny, more than likely resulting in Sugilite being bent over the desk, Ambrose's work abandoned. But right now, he just lapped and sucked, indulging in his little oral fixation for as long as he could.

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He leaned against Sugilite, grinning.

"I'm just trying to keep the mood light, dear- I can't help it."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

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Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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"Ooh, what an honor."

He looped an arm around Sugilite's waist, smiling softly.

"I love you, darling."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

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Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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"I can if you like, darling. I love you, too."

He gently pressed a kiss to his lips, holding him close. He kept him on the couch for a moment, holding him tight, before eventually letting him go, standing up with him.

"Let's go, then, love. I always like watching you cook."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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"Darling-"

He grabbed Sugilite's face and lifted it up, making him look at his face.

"Osiris...look at me. I'm with you because I love you. I love you and no one could ever take me away from you."

He chuckled a little and pressed their foreheads together, "I'm not a good person morally, either. I'm the former Rose Quartz. I was a Stoneheart as well. I've done my fair share of misdeeds."

"We're not perfect people," He placed a kiss on his nose. "But we're perfect for each other. My gem. My Osiris."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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Ambrose's face fell for a moment, his eye twitching as dark thoughts ran through his head-

He shook his head and cleared his throat, cradling Sugilite against his chest. "Oh, darling...Osiris, my gem..."

He held him close, gently rubbing his back. "You're the one I want. I don't want anyone else. Just you. If I have to show you, I will. Just say the word."

He nuzzled his face against the top of Sugilite's head, "My gem...my darling Osiris."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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Ambrose smiled and gently took his hands, leading him to the couch in the living room. He sat down and pulled Sugilite into his lap, holding him with his arms around his waist.

"There. Much better. Now, darling..."

He moved a hand up to cup his cheek, rubbing his cheekbone with his thumb.

"Do you want to talk about it? Or just rest? Whatever you want, my gem."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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"Just ten minutes," Ambrose replied, somewhat firmly. "Please, come sit down for just ten minutes. And if you still want to keep cooking, then I'll leave you alone."

He looked over Sugilite's shoulder to look at the ingredients, a soft sort of guilt and affection settling into his chest as he realized what he was trying to make.

His own favorite food.

"Darling...my gem...please?" He whispered, leaving gentle kisses on his neck. "Just ten minutes...then I'll leave you alone, if you want."

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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Ambrose frowned, "Darling-" He stopped, clearing his throat.

"Osiris. My gem..." He took a careful step back, pulling Sugilite away from the stove and pulling him tighter into his arms. "You should take a break. You're obviously too frustrated to work."

He buried his face into Sugilite's shoulder, sighing softly. "Please. You don't have to tell me what happened...I just want you to rest and calm down. Please, my gem?"

Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."

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Sugilite had been uncharacteristically quiet after the banquet he had been forced to attend being a Stoneheart and all. When he got home, he worked in the kitchen.

But nothing was going right. He had dropped a couple eggs, burned the food, and wasn't enjoying it. Normally he found solace and happiness when he cooked, but he wasn't feeling any of that.

@purple-cornucopia

Ambrose had noticed his low mood the moment he walked through the door, however he kept his distance at first when he'd gone to the kitchen. He stayed in the corner, keeping out of his way and watching him work.

However, as time went on, Ambrose could see his frustrations grow. He furrowed his brows and stepped close to Sugilite, wrapping his arms around his waist as he faced the stove.

"Darling," He whispered, resting his chin on Sugilite's shoulder. "Are you alright? Silly question, I know, but...perhaps you need a break."