It was a quite simple cookie, despite needing a relatively long time to prepare. Seraphina took great care in each step, ensuring the end result was perfect. And then, Raven sneaked a very tiny hint of his dark, inner self in his next sentence.
"I want you to give me everything that you've made yourself."
"Oh, did you like those cookies?" she asked, her eyes wide with innocent curiosity.
Raven had a complicated look on his face as he laid his eyes upon her innocent smile. Seeing that pure expression of hers, he couldn't convey his real intentions. His desire went beyond just cookies; he wanted all of her, her attention, her affection, her everything.
She would definitely be disappointed if she knew the truth. The depth of his need might scare her, and he couldn't bear the thought of losing her smile.
"…yes, I did," he replied, his voice softer than usual.
"Okay," she beamed, her face lighting up with happiness at his approval.
