Disclaimer: Written with love, not for money.
Summary: Kevin just HAS to distract Scotty. :) Written for a bit of fun.
“That must be the most erotic vegetable…, together with the cucumber.” Kevin holds up a zucchini, interrupting Scotty’s thoughts. Scotty stops cutting vegetables for tonight’s menu.
“Technically speaking it’s a fruit, but …. I’m not sure that sounds less erotic.” Scotty replies, a little absentmindedly.
He looks around for his recipe, but can’t find it, until Kevin, reading Scotty’s mind, fishes it up from underneath the tomatoes.
“No, it doesn’t for some reason. I think, I watch it with a newly found respect now.” Kevin grins and Scotty sighs.
He can see that with this intro from Kevin, it will be very likely that he won’t be ready with the preparations, before the first of his colleagues show up. It can annoy him sometimes that Kevin can have sex on his mind in the weirdest places or at the weirdest moments. And, worse, he often manages to make Scotty give in as well….
With a frown on his face, he looks at Kevin, but Kevin isn’t paying much attention to him. Instead, he lets the zucchini slide between his fingers in a way that completely distracts Scotty’s thoughts away from cutting vegetables. Kevin’s fingertips slide over the dark green skin and Scotty swallows away the feeling of desire that suddenly pops up.
Kevin’s thumb and index-finger form a ring, that gets easily broken halfway the zucchini and the smile on Kevin’s face gives Scotty the feeling that Kevin has some good memory to go with that image. Must be someone else than Scotty... This time it’s not desire, but jealousy that rears its ugly head and Scotty bites his lip.
He really puts his knife down, walks up to Kevin and starts to kiss him. Kevin, surprised, answers to the kiss and Scotty has him trapped between the table and Scotty’s body. Soon enough Scotty can’t deny anymore that he’s turned on. However Kevin gently pushes Scotty away.
“We can’t do this.” Kevin says, turning away from Scotty and moving closer to the door.
“Why not?” Scotty asks.
“You always say that you dislike it, when I distract you from working, because I want to have sex. So… We can’t have sex right now…”
Kevin smiles sweetly and walks into the other room, putting some space between himself and Scotty and Scotty moans softly in protest, picking up his knife, realizing that Kevin was just playing with him, but Kevin has seen and heard his reaction and he grins. He has left the door open just far enough so Scotty can still him clearly.
“…. After all, we only have one hour before Olivia comes home and the first people enter for the restaurant? … We cannot possibly do anything at that little time? Can we?...” He teases. He keeps an eye on any movement in the kitchen. He hears the clanging sound of a knife being thrown down and makes a run for the stairs, with Scotty not far behind him…