Looking thoughtfully from one slice of cake to the other Tezuka takes notes then turns each plate until he is satisfied with having seen the cakes from every side. Only then does he trade his pen for a fork and breaks off the first piece of the left hand side cake.
Bringing it up he inhales the subtle scent of the strawberries before slipping the delectable morsel between thin lips, already parted in anticipation. Lashes sliding shut at the first tart explosion of strawberry across his pallet he savours that bite. Conscientiously cataloging the different textures and nuanced flavours he only picks up his pen to note down his observations when the last lingering trace of the cake clinging to his lips has been hunted down by the agile tip of his tongue darting out to whisk across them.
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Date: 2018-02-24 08:17 am (UTC)Bringing it up he inhales the subtle scent of the strawberries before slipping the delectable morsel between thin lips, already parted in anticipation. Lashes sliding shut at the first tart explosion of strawberry across his pallet he savours that bite. Conscientiously cataloging the different textures and nuanced flavours he only picks up his pen to note down his observations when the last lingering trace of the cake clinging to his lips has been hunted down by the agile tip of his tongue darting out to whisk across them.