"Oh really?" Yosuke replies with a smile as Maka pulled his head down for a kiss. He placed the plate on the counter and held his wife's hips firmly. "Could have both." He smirked in the kiss. "Everything tastes better with syrup." Yosuke smirked rolling them over and pinned Maka to the counter playfully.

--------

Soji placed a hand on Hitomi's thigh and rubbed it after she sat down.
He grinder and planted a soft kiss on his fiances thigh.
"Oh I remember." Soji smirked, "you must have been going to town on yourself while thinking of our sessions."