#vegan desserts atlanta

[dolcevalletta]

When it comes to indulging in exquisite pastries and savory treats, Valletta Patisserie in Georgia is a must-visit destination for food enthusiasts. Situated in the heart of the city, this charming patisserie offers a unique blend of Mediterranean flavors and elegant ambiance that transports you to the sun-kissed shores of the Mediterranean Sea. With a delightful selection of pastries, the signature dish Sicilian Eggplant Caponata, and delectable gluten-free almond cookies, Valletta Patisserie promises a culinary experience like no other.

[didsomeonesaygo]

Way down yonder on the Chattahoochee

Today we drove up to Roswell, where P lived from about age 10 to 17 - formative years that included garage jams with Black Ace, driving lessons with Big Blue, and debates over the price of lawn care with the lady down the street. We started with breakfast at Fellows, a super cute old house with a big tree growing up through the front deck. (It looks like the little old downtown may have been re-zoned - many craftsman homes now house restaurants, shops, and other businesses.) Fellows has lots of different toasts, and that seemed like the perfect thing to keep us going without putting us to sleep. P had avocado with sunflower sprouts, and I had heirloom tomato. (Yes, I broke my rule about not bothering with tomatoes in restaurants, and it was worth it.)

The town has grown a lot - the population has nearly doubled since he left in 1993, so there are obviously new areas, but the old areas seem to be just the same. Once P got his bearings, he knew his way around, and easily found his old elementary school, his middle school, and both of the high schools he attended. While the middle school has since moved, the old location is still there, complete with sign that says Welco e back, huskies! P felt very welcoe.

The neighborhood where they lived was mostly unchanged, just with bigger trees, and to P's memory, smaller hills. (Everything seems so much bigger when you're so much smaller.) Their house has been painted and a new fence put in, but the monkey grass he remembers planting with his dad still lines the driveway, and we could see a swing still in the big tree in the backyard.

In the afternoon, we finally made it down to the river - the actual Chattahoochee! (Full disclosure: I did not know that was a real place you could go to until I saw the signs; I only knew the song. Since marrying a southerner/midwesterner, I have learned that many places that seem made up are not - see also: Kalamazoo.) We'd had a false start earlier in the day due to a full parking lot - who'd have thought there would be a ton of people at the river on a beautiful Sunday just before the kids go back to school? - but managed to park not too far away and walk down. P remembers rickety stairs past the mill and down to the waterfall, but there's now a nice park and paved paths down to the water. It used to be much harder to access, so it was a favorite hangout for teens; the pipe that P once painted a rainbow on with Laura is still there, though the rainbow is no longer. He never knew how much that muddy water meant to him.

On the way home, we realized that we were "just a few miles from the big chicken!", so I insisted we go. The big chicken is BIG. And it MOVES. It's pretty glorious, and easy to understand how it attained the landmark status it still enjoys today. We are, however, puzzled that Atlanta native Chick-fil-A has not scooped up that building.

Dinner was at Planta Queen, which is the Asian-based sister restaurant of the Planta we went to with the cousins in Chicago. Dinner was great, and we wrapped it up with their dessert special, a big cookie. (Are we actually in Texas?) The cookie was in fact big, but also largely underdone, and we left kind of wishing we'd gone back to Paolo's for dessert instead. Lesson learned: gelato > vegan cookie, probably in all cases.

[desiredtastes]

Let's do this one more time, Atlanta! Started off with great drinks and a vegan dinner at @lasemilla.atl 🍄🍏🍸 The Bistec de Palomilla and Apple Empanada were 🔥

#Vegan #Mushroom #Bistec #LionsMane #Yuca #Cocktails #Drink #Mezcal #Gin #Tequila #Apple #Empanada #Coconut #IceCream #Dessert #PlantBased #LaSemilla #Atlanta #Georgia #ATL #AtlantaEats #VeganFood #ATLEats #Eeeeeats #Foodie #FoodPorn #Foodstagram #FoodBlog #AtlantaTrip2024 #DesiredTastes

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[cupcakegame]

Trying to find a Baking Specialty? Think about Cupcakes!

Can not state specifically when it occurred, but cupcakes have made an actually large return. The "Once Upon a Time" mainly, youngsters's dessert is now a favorite of any ages and also for all celebrations cupcake game. Many companies are profiting this reasonably simple-to-make, easy-to-frost as well as embellish treat. Otherwise as a specialized business, they're adding cupcakes to their existing product line. Just exactly how versatile can a cupcake be? Well, you can utilize nearly any kind of cake batter that's ideal for a bigger cake. Sizewise there's whatever from a mini to a king size that's so large it's baked in 2 components (Super Duper Cupcake Pan). There are hundreds of ways to decorate. There is a full closet of devices to provide each cupcake a well-dressed sleek presentation. Products like: cupcake cooking linings, cupcake wrappers, cupcake sleeves (in several colors and designs), bakery boxes (in pink as well as white) as well as special inserts for the bakery boxes all assist to provide your products and also service an expert appearance. You're restricted only to your creative imagination and creativity. How much can you charge for cupcakes? Rates vary from $1.50 - $4.00 per cupcake as well as possibly a lot more. Your prices must be based upon: the quantity of active ingredients and decorations/garnishes utilized, the types of components used (better equates to greater rate), start-to-finish manufacturing time (some cake batters and designs are more engaged and elaborate than others), special packaging and the size of the cupcake. Who's interested in purchasing cupcakes and wherefore reasons? Cupcakes are in need for both business and personal. There's a cupcake market for: style events as well as events, holidays, unique celebrations, wedding events, Sunday dinner, even if and treat on your own. For the much healthier way of living, there are vegan cupcakes. Tough to think about any occasion or require that's not covered. Specialized pastry shops like CamiCakes in Jacksonville, FL and also Atlanta, GA, Sweet Carolina Cupcakes in Hilton Head, SC, George Town Cupcakes in Washington, DC, Molly's Cupcakes in Chicago, Il The Atlanta Cupcake Factory in Atlanta, GA as well as Gigi's Cupcakes in Nashville, TN (with locations in 8 other states) are simply a few of the lots of cupcake specialists around the nation. Got a min? Check out the on the internet remarks from their customers. Definitely food for assumed if you're planning to supply cupcakes in your product line. It's terrific when you can pick up from somebody else's success or errors, whichever the instance could be. Still trying to find indicators that the cupcake organization is hot? The Food Network Channel has a tv show, "CupCake Wars", that's all about cupcakes. Desire a lot more? There's also an internet site dedicated to talking concerning cupcakes, CupcakeBlog.com. I recommend you get in while it's HOT if the baking as well as selling of these sweet little treats rate of interest you. Simply choose your most preferred cake flavors as well as frostings. Develop a few kicked-up layouts. Pick the appropriate product packaging, to ensure that your cupcakes are not compressed or shattered when the bakeshop box is closed. Do a little research study to find out what the going prices are in your location. Decide cost(s) finest for you. Create a good advertising and marketing technique. See to it you have the proper license as well as allows to operate a baking company. As well as you're prepared to bake and also market cupcakes. Idea: Don't neglect top quality. High quality is always KEY in the food business.

[cwprnest]

Go-To Atlanta Restaurants For a Quick Bite

Finding the time for a good meal can be a hassle, especially when juggling a busy schedule. For those searching for the best spots to snag a quick meal, these restaurants are fast, flavorful, and fun! Sedate any craving with these quick and mouthwatering restaurants that serve various dishes ranging from pizza, hot dogs, gyros, and more.

Red’s Beer Garden Grab a loaded hot dog at Red’s Beer Garden. Browse Red’s long list of fan-favorite hot dogs, or choose to build your own. Red’s menu isn’t limited to just hot dogs; munch on sandwiches, such as the Get in My Belly, made with house-smoked pulled pork, provolone cheese, Red’s sauce, and pickles, as well as an array of shareable sides such as pretzel bites with beer cheese. Customers of all appetites can find something to eat at Red’s Beer Garden, as vegan and vegetarian substitutions are available. Red’s Beer Garden is located at 1328 Boulevard SE, Atlanta, GA 30315.

ParkGrounds Pop by ParkGrounds for coffee or a speedy snack. With breakfast being served until 2 pm and scrumptious sandwiches available all day, ParkGrounds is the perfect place to grab a meal and go. The dog-friendly neighborhood café serves up delicious items catered to whatever you are craving. Chow down on breakfast burritos, vegan breakfast burritos, hashbrown bowls, turkey swiss pesto wraps, barbecue pork, and more. ParkGrounds is located at 142 Flat Shoals Ave SE, Atlanta, GA 30316.

Kafenio Eat out for every meal of the day at Kafenio. As the Greek restaurant offers delectable dishes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, anything you crave for a quick bite or sit-down meal is available. Whether you’re looking to grab a quick cup of coffee or satisfy a hungry stomach, Kafenio has got you covered. There is always something new to try with their expansive menu of appetizers, salads, wraps, platters, breakfast sandwiches, and more. Kafenio is located at 2700 E College Ave #3000, Decatur, GA 30030.

Urban Pie As Urban Pie sells entire pizzas and stand-alone slices, this is the perfect place to grab a quick piece of your favorite pie. Choose a slice of a classic pizza, such as pepperoni, or a more adventurous flavor combination, like the Urban Beet, made with a pesto base, mozzarella cheese, roasted cauliflower, roasted beets, goat cheese, and drizzled with balsamic. Beyond pizza, Urban Pie offers a variety of starters, pasta dishes, sandwiches, and desserts. Dine in or order any of their delicious menu items to go. Urban Pie is located at 2012A Hosea L Williams Dr. NE, Atlanta, GA 30317.

[jacksondreynolds]

Very good Main Cabin vegan offerings (requested in advance) on our Delta flight from Atlanta to Rome today. We had a main dish of a Root Vegetable Chili accompanied by a cucumber-tomato salad, a dinner roll (with Smart Balance vegan butter), and a dessert of chopped assorted fruit. (If you want to request a vegan meal on Delta, it can often be confusing, but just confirm that you have selected Delta Meal Code “VGML” and you’ll be set. Ordering vegan on Delta has its perks. You’re the first to be served in the cabin and the food is obviously way better than the other options.) Shots taken en route DL 62 PHX-ATL-FCO ✈️🌱 https://www.instagram.com/p/CjRQUlwJtti/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[hebrew-bakes]

Vegan Restaurants in Atlanta, GA

Many people don't like to take products, including animal products! But, if you love to enjoy restaurant foods, then visiting vegan restaurants in Atlanta, GA, will be an excellent choice for you. Go through the website link to place your order now!

[theroamingvegan]

The BEST Caribbean jerk I’ve ever had. Vegan goat, duck, fish, chicken..... yum yum yum🥺

Healthful Essence- Atlanta, GA

[filmsandveganism]

[filmsveganism]

What I Eat in a Day VEGAN

[kumkaniudaku]

Simple Syrup

You asked for Daveed smut and I tried to deliver. At least this one time. Enjoy!

Warning: Sexual Content. 18+. 

Daveed Diggs x Black!OC (Olivia Jenkins)(Yes, the MC/ OC is black. Representation is important.)

"Yo, open up!" Heavy fists beat against the door of Olivia's downtown apartment, making her roll her eyes. "I know you can hear me, girl! It's your favorite pop-up roommate!"

"You've been evicted, Diggs!"  

"I paid you rent, though!"

Turning the stove on low, Olivia shook her head as she wiped her hands on a dishtowel. Daveed always found a way to surprise her with his presence. He never texted before showing up at her door but frequently sported a backpack or suitcase full of clothes or Rafael for an extended stay. He and all his baggage were welcome anytime, with or without notice.

Stepping to the door, Olivia bit back a smile before responding. "I didn't receive any payments this month."

"I got it in my bag."

"Bag or bags?"

"Open the door to find out."

Daveed took a step back as the locks began to turn, waiting for Olivia's face to greet him with faux anger the way she did the last time he showed up out of nowhere and stayed for three weeks. Despite stopping by six months ago, it felt like a lifetime since he'd been in her company. Bi-weekly phone conversations weren't enough. He needed to be near Olivia while she watched whatever Housewives franchise had her attention for the month.

When the door opened to reveal the long hallway leading to her living area, Olivia stood with a hand on her hips and a grin on her face.

"Where is my money," she asked, shifting her weight from foot to foot. Just as she expected, he stood in the hallway with a suitcase that she knew cost a fortune to check at the airport and his worn Jansport full of junk and work.

Daveed laughed and bent to rifle through his backpack for a crumpled white envelope that he handed over with exaggerated purpose. "Here you go, Miss Jenkins. Sorry to be late on rent for, what, 8 months? I hope this is enough."

"Boy, you didn't really need to pay me. You're not on the lease."

"Good," he answered as he pretended to wipe sweat from his brow. "Because those are just Chick Fil A coupons."

Olivia stood with her mouth open as Daveed brushed her to roll his luggage to the first bedroom on the right.

He listened to her insult his "stupid face" and instruct him to hurry up while he scanned the room he had called home more times than he could count. All of Daveed's belongings were in the same place, with almost unnoticeable shifts to show that Olivia had cleaned once or twice. His favorite throw blanket was folded at the edge of the bed with his initials elegantly embroidered in the corner. The air smelled of the vanilla candle she kept on the nightstand next to a framed photo of the crew enjoying a roller coaster at Six Flags. His favorite trinket, Olivia's homecoming crown from undergrad, sat next to a single gold medal from Daveed's days competing in track and field. To him, it symbolized their bond from the beginning. To her, it was probably just a space to hide old items.

"Daveed, get in here! I need you to cut!"

All at once, Daveed's sense of self returned to center him in reality. He quickly kicked off his shoes once he remembered Olivia's rules and started off toward the kitchen to answer the call for his help.

Even with the windows open, he could smell savory and sweet aromas combining for a smell that reminded him of the holidays. However, the calendar placed them square in the middle of an excruciatingly hot summer. He could see the open bottle of BBQ sauce on the center island next to a mixing bowl full of things he couldn't recognize but knew they would taste great. Bushels of greens sat in a pot on the stove, boiling amid smoked meat and seasonings to complement the food cooking in the oven. Daveed felt excitement take hold of his face and forced the apples of his cheeks up toward his eyes. Olivia looked up from her task at the cutting board and smirked.

"I thought you were vegan now."

"My business is my business, Liv. We talked about this last week."

"We also talked about you heading directly to Toronto after your job in Atlanta and, yet, here you are." She studied Daveed's face for answers but found nothing but a growing smile. "Come over here and cut up these strawberries while I sauce the ribs."

Daveed followed directions without complaint, lazily strolling to the island and nudging Olivia away. He'd been her help in the kitchen before to open pesky jars or stir while she tended to the more time-intensive parts of the meal. On more than one occasion, he had fucked up, and each time she invited him back into her safe space with open arms.

"How's Rafa and the family," Olivia asked with her back turned while she bent to take a peek into the oven.

Daveed kept his eyes on her backside for a moment too long before answering. "Rafa's good. Amy sends her love and says that you are more than welcome for Friendsgiving this year. She volunteered you for pies."

"You volunteered me for pies, Daveed," Olivia corrected, knowing how much her friend loved her desserts. "What about my babies? Is Santiago the best big brother to Emelia?"

"He's...trying. But he did send a gift for the lady with the bald head. His words, not mine."

Olivia ran a hand across her tapered fade and chuckled. "I feel like he heard Rafael say that."

"No, Rafa calls you Thick Mr. Clean."

"Yeah, because that's what you said when you were drunk on New Years," Olivia accused as she gestured toward the cabinet housing her wine glasses. Daveed nodded before answering.

"I said it with love!"

"Mhmm, I'm sure."

Together they watched half a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc be transferred into the separate glasses, waiting for the moment they could take a sip. The last time they shared a drink, they ran through two 12- packs of beer with Rafael and ended up dancing with street performers in Times Square. She hadn't been able to stomach the smell of a Budweiser since then and fully transitioned to fruity notes and sparkling Rosé with Daveed occasionally coming along for the ride.

Taking another long sip from his glass, Daveed leaned against the island counter to watch Olivia stir a mixture for skillet cornbread.

"What's got you so stressed?"

Olivia shrugged but didn't look away from the bowl. "Nothing. I'm fine."

"The last time you cooked like this, you were writing your dissertation. And the time before that, it was your mom."

The room fell quiet outside of the spoon, ricocheting off the sides of the mixing bowl. After several seconds, Olivia took a deep breath and looked up at Daveed.

"Daddy's getting remarried. Omari and I are his best-kids," she laughed. "I'm not stressed. Just a bit...sad, I guess?"

Daveed understood the issue without needing more context. Five years ago, he was the one sitting beside Olivia on the floor of her brother's home office after the news came that their mother had in the hospital. He was there for the saddest funeral he'd ever experienced and the months of reconciliation that the family struggled through on the way to some sense of normalcy. The idea that her father had found love again was heartwarming, but Daveed knew the occasion was bringing up old feelings.

"Wanna talk about it?"

She shrugged again and moved the skillet to the oven. "There's nothing to talk about. I said I'm fine. I wish she was here, ya know, but I know she isn't upset. She always told us to move on once she's gone. She sure as hell would."

Daveed chuckled at the idea of Mrs. Jenkin's moving on in the afterlife. "She was funny like that. I remember when she met me for the first time and kept calling me Devante."

"Yes," Olvia exclaimed, a spark of joy returning to her eyes. "She'd call me and be like, that boy Devante is smart! Ask him if he can put me in a movie one day!"

Olivia's voice warped to imitate her mother as best as possible before she burst into laughter with Daveed.

"One of the last things she said to me was that I need to make sure you keep having fun. She didn't want you to stop enjoying life on account of her."

"Yeah…" Daveed watched Olivia down the wine in her glass with her eyes closed, waiting for her to continue her thought. "Well, you're doing a good job. We could work on your definition of fun, but solid effort so far."

"How can I do better? I'm open to criticism."  

Daveed kept his eyes on Olivia while he reached across her body to grab the wine bottle for the final drink. Her breath hitched while alcohol buzzed through her system, creating the perfect storm for sudden arousal. She fought her thoughts by shaking her head to recover.

"You can start by grabbing those strawberries and bringing them over to the stove."

"Don't skip the question." Daveed's smirk as he followed her to the other side of the counter made Oliva hot with embarrassment, but she kept a calm exterior. "Are you still having fun with me?"

"I always have fun with you, D, you know that. Who else is gonna play Bop It with me at 2 AM on a Wednesday? The question is, are you still having fun with me, superstar?"

"Don't start that. I come and stay at your house because I miss you, not because I can't find somewhere else to sleep. You're my person."

"For now," Olivia added as a rebuttal, ignoring the way her stomach flipped at hearing the way Daveed felt. "What happens when you get married? You're gonna have to go be a family man like Rafa. Then we'll only see each other on Friendsgiving and Christmas."

"We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Hm." Olivia's short but skeptical laugh effectively ended the conversation. Still, Daveed had already made up his mind to return to the discussion later in the week. "So, how long are you here this time?"

Daveed used one of his large palms to push a few curls off his forehead in search of relief from the heat in the kitchen. "I was thinking a couple weeks. Three or four."

"That's longer than normal! I get to have my favorite guy here long enough to help me put wallpaper up in the guest bathroom?"

"Am I only muscle to you?"

"Of course, not," she answered with a sweet smile, making Daveed mirror her expression. "You're also a taste tester. Open up."

Before Daveed could object, Olivia swiped barbecue sauce across his bottom lip for his opinion. The tip of his tongue appeared to taste the tangy brown sauce, finding an explosion of flavor that reminded him how much he missed Olivia's cooking.

"What's the verdict," Olivia asked over her shoulder as she turned off the eye under her simple syrup mixture.

"Tangy and sweet. I'm not sure why you don't bottle this up for sale. My dad would love some."

"Meh, I like having it as a treat for the people I love. All my hobbies aren't for profit, my friend."

Daveed dramatically threw a hand across his chest and gasped. "Did Mean Ole Liv just imply that she loves me? I-I'm gobsmacked. Utterly shocked and eternally grateful."

"Diggs, you're pushing it," she laughed. "Come taste this syrup before I start on the lemonade."

From experience, Daveed knew what to expect. But he humored Olivia anyway if only to see pride light up her face when he told her how amazing the sweet mixture tasted. After washing his hands in the sink, he skimmed his middle and pointer fingers across the top of the syrup to pick up enough to coat his fingertips.

He eyed the liquid for a moment, watching it slowly trickle down the side of his long fingers while he thought of his next move. Olivia stood at the refrigerator with her back turned, humming a song from The Wiz. At the same time, she gathered ingredients for the beverage.

"Hey...hey, Liv." Daveed had already started to close the short gap between them and stood waiting for Olivia to respond to his call.

"Wha -" A sudden swipe of syrup across her bottom lip confused Olivia. "D, what is your problem?"

Stepping forward, Daveed took her chin in his to bring their lips inches apart. "Is it still cool if I taste?"

Olivia stared at Daveed without blinking, fighting her brain for a competent answer to his question. Instead, she nodded in a daze with her jaw slack. His fingers took gentle meandering paths across the peaks and valleys of her face before using his thumb to part her lips.

Daveed's first kiss was a tentative peck to test the waters. When he received no resistance, he pulled Olivia closer for full access to her mouth.

Neither of them expected to fall into the kiss so easily. Olivia didn't expect to melt into Daveed's body while he dictated the pace and intensity. Daveed didn't expect to feel an overwhelming desire to consume the one person that always felt so close but far away. He wanted to feel and taste every part of Olivia while he had the green light. She reveled in Daveed's attention, even if it was only for a moment.

Taking a step backward, Daveed used his knowledge of the kitchen to guide them back toward the stove. Their lips remained connected to taste the last bits of each other. Olivia was the first to break the lip lock and move her head upward, directing Daveed to choose a spot on her neck to explore.

The cold, sticky simple syrup came next, the thick glob landing on the center of her chest and sliding to her cleavage.

"I've thought about this a lot," Daveed spoke barely above a whisper as he used a finger to spread simple syrup across Olivia's chest. "Kinda wild to say, but I have."

"How long?"

"A year. Maybe two."

Olivia released a shaky gasp once Daveed's tongue began licking from the space between her breast to the base of her neck to catch the simple syrup. As quickly as it disappeared, he replaced the sugar mixture with another round at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. He groaned as the tart strawberry flavor mixed with the sweetness of the sugar and Olivia's skin. She grasped the back of his head for stability, allowing her eyes to flutter closed for a few seconds.

"How does it turn out? In your thoughts, I mean?"

Daveed paused to kiss Olivia's lips again and run his hands down her back. "Doesn't matter. We're here now, and I can't think of anything outside of how good you taste drenched in strawberry sauce."

"Simple syrup," Olivia answered, smiling as she sneakily dipped her finger into the pot behind Daveed. "It's simple syrup, and I haven't gotten a taste yet. Open your mouth."

They kept their eyes on each other while Daveed opened his mouth, waiting for whatever came next. Olivia took her time to coat his tongue in syrup, imagining how it would feel to experience the concoction from his mouth.

There started the mad scramble to get closer, taste more and touch longer. Separate but equal desires to completely consume the other person had the pair maneuvering around the kitchen. They remained attached at the lips until they reached the solid wood breakfast table near the large casement window. Daveed was the first to remove clothing, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it somewhere behind him. A split-second decision had him rushing back to the stove to retrieve the syrup pot. He carefully placed it on the table while Olivia slid the straps of her summer dress down her arms to let the fabric pool at her waist. Daveed watched with a flirtatious smile, marveling at the expanse of her warm brown skin. Olivia returned the sentiment, letting her eyes rake over his broad chest and toned midsection.

One after the other, Daveed and Olivia added bits of syrup to different body parts to lick and suck the skin clean. A handful mistakenly dripped onto Olivia's thigh, and they watched the sticky liquid carry small chunks of strawberries to the inner portion of her leg.

Daveed regarded the sight with wonder before carefully dropping to one knee for a better look. He maintained eye contact with Olivia as he kissed his way to the sweetest spot, lingering in places that earned the most desirable response. The scratch of facial hair combined with his lips and tongue's soft, silkiness made Olivia keen for more. She could feel the blood rushing to pool at her inner thigh for a bruise that would leave evidence of a dream achieved. She smiled at the thought of seeing it when she was getting dressed and how her stomach might feel with butterflies from the memories.

Daveed mumbled praise after praise into the supple skin of Olivia's thigh before starting a journey back to her lips. When he returned, he slowly pushed the waistband of his sweats down his hips and legs.

"Oh," Olivia spoke, eyes wide while she fought the natural desire to let her gaze travel. "I...wow, okay. I feel like I'm violating you."

"I'm kind of asking you to," Daveed laughed as he stepped closer.

"This is so fucking weird. Are we really about to do this?"

"Only if you want. I mean, I want to, but we can stop whenever you say the word."

He was closer now, dropping kisses on her shoulders while he pressed their chests together to reduce the space between him.

Olivia's legs naturally hooked themselves around his waist at the same time that her arms circled his neck.

She leaned forward to speak against Daveed's lips with her eyes hooded in lust, "I want this."

Passion and the hint of strawberry coating their lips intensified the moment between Olivia and Daveed. He held her writhing hips steady while he stood on his toes to push forward. Simultaneous moans of pleasure rang out in the kitchen, surely gaining the attention of nearby neighbors.

Their hips bucked an even pace, repeatedly meeting to build tension in their bellies. Daveed felt the strain of each stroke in his thighs and calves but found the desire to fuck his friend on her kitchen table to override any other immediate discomfort.

"Are you a talker," Daveed asked randomly, making Olivia's eyes snap up from the action below her waist to focus her attention on him.

"What?"

"A talker. Do you like to talk during sex?" His question came between labored breaths and grunts holding a mixture of exertion and indescribable pleasure.

"Daveed, are you trying to have a conversation with me right now?"

"I mean, I like to - fuck - I...I like to talk sometimes. Is that cool?"

A high-pitched moan ripped through Olivia's throat before she could gather her senses to respond. "It's your c-call, Diggs. Just don't stop."

He followed directions without skipping a beat, digging into his strength to pick up speed when he sensed they could move to the next level. He peppered in filthy statements that stimulate Olivia's mind while driving into her with expert precision.

They held on to each other as they reached separate peaks with no regard for the climbing noise level.

"I wanna do this forever," Daveed whispered into Olivia's ear before nipping at the lobe.

"Not look into my eyes lovingly and write songs about me?"

Daveed chuckled and snapped his hips forward, earning a near-silent moan. "Can I use you calling me daddy on the hook?"

"You got a lot of work to do before that happens."

"I'll put in overtime."

Splaying his hand across Olivia's torso, Daveed pushed her to lay flat on the table before leaning to hover over her body. He used his waning energy to give her all the power in his hips, searching for a climax. When she thought she couldn't come anymore, Olivia felt her body jolt off the table once the pad of Daveed's thumb began rubbing tight circles on her clit. Daveed smiled at the reaction but felt it disappear as soon as his hips falter mid-stroke. He rushed to pull out of Olivia, fearing that if he stayed inside for a moment longer, he would expedite his journey to fatherhood.

Olivia helped his cause by curling her fingers around his length and joining his pumping effort while she propped her body up on her elbow. He came with a choppy moan and heavy breathing on her belly, his chest rising and falling rapidly in time with the stove's timer beeping for attention.

Both Olivia and Daveed dissolved into laughter.

"Please, don't let this dry on me. It's sexy now but a pain to get off later."

Daveed's laughter climbed to hysterics at Olivia's mention of the mess on her stomach before reaching across the table to grab napkins out of the centerpiece component.

"Sorry," he apologized sheepishly as he helped wipe her clean. "Condoms next time?" 

"Or my mouth."

Daveed stood shocked for a split second while Olivia worked to readjust her clothing and hurry to the stove. He followed her lead and pulled up his sweats before clearing the syrup pot and grabbing wipes to disinfect the surface.

The room was silent while they arranged hot dishes on the counter and privately grappled with having sex for the first time. A sense of "now what" hung in the air, which made Daveed more and more uncomfortable.

After plates were fixed, they chose opposite ends of the table to enjoy the meal.

"You know," Olivia started, laughing as she swallowed the last piece of cornbread on her plate. "That simple syrup recipe is my mom's. This whole meal was her favorite thing to cook, and I made it because I was really fuckin' sad and needed her nearby. Then you showed up."

Daveed's eyes snapped up from his plate. He wasn't sure what to say and remained silent in hopes that Olivia would elaborate.

"A couple weeks before she died, she told me that she would still be directing my love life from Heaven. She grabbed my hand and said, 'Dammit, Bean, I'm gone get you a man even if I gotta do it during bingo with the good Lord.'"

"You think she's up there winning the grand prize?"

Olivia shook her head. "I think she forfeited it to send you to me."

Her answer made Daveed still to watch Olivia's eyes meet his set from across the table. She reached a hand across the table with her palms facing upward, beckoning Daveed to place his palm in the center of hers.

"We have three weeks to figure this shit out," Daveed said, smiling before bringing Olivia's palm to rest on his cheek.

She looked at him for a minute to take in the way his eyes reflected the sun before using her head to gesture toward the pot still resting on the counter.

"And all night to finish off mama's recipe."

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