ꉂ`𖦹. 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐅 .ᐟ

❝ 𝘼 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙣’𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩.. ❞ 𝙋𝙞𝙯𝙯𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙩’𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝘾𝙝𝙚𝙛 .ᐟ

Now along with the burning smell, he got to enjoy the “pleasant” taste of the raunchy gas that filled his mouth, puffing his cheeks out. It was swallowed with greed, Chef being able to pick out various rancid flavors.. Still, he now dug in, using his tongue to clean their hole.

“Of course.” Chef is more than grateful as he huffs up the stench that burns his lungs with every inhale. Yet the sensation only made him push his face deeper between those large, sweaty mounds. Arousal and lust were radiating off of him.

“Loving the view may be a bit of an understatement.” Chef commented as he did just as the lord instructed him to do. He’d waste no time getting in position, right in front of the newly burned hole. It was a perfectly made for him, being able to stick his face right into it.

Why not all four? After all what kind of roommate would he be if he didn’t tend to every single part of the lord’s body? Tongue, nose, every part of his face working against every sweaty surface and rancid crevice..~

[ @brapcula ] Carrying an abundance of food, Chef decided to deliver this order personally.. While dropping it off at the booth, he couldn’t help but eye the curvy vampire for a bit longer than the typical customer.. “Here you go. Anything else I can get.. or do for you?”

Why not try it with everyone else? ❤︎ for a quick TL starter. ↻ for a more detailed one.

[ @causticcashier ] Currently they were back in the kitchen, one slacking while the other worked slower than usual. While idly cooking, Chef was chatting with Cash about.. whatever so she didn’t have to go back to the floor. “You really cleared all of them out with the smell?”

[ @brappinboss ] Obviously since he worked in the back, he didn’t typically participate in new outfits for the customers.. But something was different, as he was told to change. Now he was wearing a VERY shorter maid skirt. “Is this really necessary..? And why is it just me?”

[ @P1ZZABUBBLES ] Finally it was time for his lunch break. The door to the breakroom would swing open and his attention would be drawn to Tips, who was also there on break. Not much was said as he made his way over and sat down right into her lap, setting his food down.

He sighed. “Go figure.. if I get in trouble for this it will be your problem too.” Any of the kitchenware sitting on the counter would vibrate, adding the clanking to the loud noise in the room. He had to plug his nose once again. “Nah.. this is your pizza after all.”

“..I don’t doubt that.” He’s glance towards the doors leading out of the kitchen before back at the lord. “Just.. try to keep it down. Wouldn’t want you getting banned, would we?” He’d move to stand between the lord’s legs, continuing to run his hand up his thighs.

“..You’ll have to try it to find out. I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” He’d flash a smile that was hardly reassuring.. Something that said ‘you’re going to eat this.’ Maybe cause of how many ingredients he used on it. No way he was letting it go to waste.

“It is a kitchen currently cooking many pizzas.” He moved a bit closer to her to better assess her current state. Her reassuring look doesn’t seem to have done much. “Do you need to step out and take a break? Right after asking, he casually ripped another raunchy fart.

Chef would be lying if he said that the sight in front of him didn’t turn him on quite a bit.. The thing underneath him could barely even be considered a pizza anymore. Her moved over, running a hand up the lord’s thigh. “I think I’ll have to close the kitchen for the night..”

Chef eventually dropped his hand with a small laugh. “It’s not.. but sometimes exceptions are made. They’re not usually enjoyed, though.” His ass was small in comparison to the lord’s, just taking up the pizza.. he hopped off and gestured to it. “Go on..”

Chef would rip another that quickly warmed the rear of his tight pants and turned to look at Milk, who was working a bit slower than usual. “You doing good? Rush hour should be here soon, think you can handle it?” He popped a few pieces of pepperoni into his mouth.

All while covering his nose to avoid the lord’s personal stench. “You’re right. Maybe I should.”

Chef stares at him before sighing. He takes the pizza that the lord had been preparing and set it on another counter. Silently, he took down his pants only to hop up and sit his ass down on the pizza.. Then he ripped ass of his own, bubbly, cheesy, and flinging toppings. +

“You’ll have to pay according to how much you u-“ He was cut off by the disgusting, sloppy sounding fart that burst out of the Lord. He was used to this type of thing from his coworkers, but a customer was much different. He took a step away, fanning his hand. “Really..?”

// I must sleep now.. I will get to starters and replies in the morning