I feel Willow reach from behind me, causing me to jump in shock, "Am I doing it wrong?" I ask looking up to her in concern, worrying I had messed up or that she would feel my wings if she pressed against me too hard.
"No, no... Just thought you could use some help." Willow says with an indifferent smile as she takes my hands in her's and shows me a method for pulling and twisting the dough that's a lot more efficient and less exhausting than just smacking the dough as I had been.
'So delicate, how are her hands so smooth after living on the streets? Has she been there long?' Willow wonders, as she slips her fingers around Silver's thin hands.
"Oh! You're right this is so much easier!" I tell her looking up and accidentally bumping into her petite mounds with the back of my head as a bright smile and blush fills my face.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" I say pulling my head back in embarrassment, as I hadn't been this close to a girl since a girlfriend I had way back in highschool.
'Aw, such a pure and innocent young maiden! I'm definitely going to make her mine!' Willow thinks confidently before saying, "Don't worry, Silver. Besides, I think we're done for tonight. Why don't you go back up to bed and we'll start again tomorrow."
"Are you sure, there's a bit of a mess in here? I can help clean?" I offer looking around the kitchen seeing a few pans and baking sheets laying around that I gather up, thinking back to the days I worked in a pizzeria as a dish washer.
Willow gets a glint in her eyes before the indifferent smile covers her face as she says, "Oh, thank you, be sure to use the right nozzle."
"Sure thing!" I say gathering up all the used utensils and other cooking implements and reach for the right spray nozzle dangling from above the sink while Willow continues portioning and putting away the dough we worked on onto greased sheets and sliding it into a walk in cooler.
*PPPSHHHHTTTT*
And I lose control of the nozzle as cold water sprays everywhere on me and around the sink making a huge mess.
"Uwaa!" I scream in shock trying my best to shut off the water soaking the front of the shirt Willow lent me.
"Silver! Are you okay?! I forgot to warn you about the water pressure!" Willow asks in 'shock' breaking her indifferent look as she rushes over to me with a towel in hand and begins vigorously patting down my chest with it.
"I'm fine! I'm sorry I made such a mess!" I shout in apology, afraid she'll kick me out for messing up her family's kitchen.
"No, it's okay, why don't you go upstairs and I'll bring you a change of clothes when I'm done cleaning this up." Willow says returning to cleaning as I run upstairs, doing my best to cover my chest to keep my demon mark from being visible.
"Her boobs are so tiny! I can't wait to play with them! And no bra! And the way she ran away so shyly..." Willow shivers in excitement before sighing wistfully as she starts to clean up the mess she instigated.
"Calm down, Willow. You don't want to scare this little cutie off. You need to lure her in first." Willow says to herself as that flush returns to her cheeks and her eyes fill with those hearts once more, before slapping herself and snapping herself out of her previous state.
Once upstairs I take off the wet shirt and hang it to dry in the bathroom of the guest room, "God, how could I be so stupid I can't believe I made the mess even worse! And then I nearly popped a boner when she started drying me off! Ugh!"