CS Fluff: Rise

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This piece of fluff is for @thisisevenharderthannamingablog‘s birthday. She said a while back she just wanted those two crazy kids to have some piece and quiet. I’m not normally a domestic fluff writer, but for this, I happily make an exception. 

As many of you who follow her know, she does like to bake, so I used that as my starting point. I chose bread because I’m pretty sure that’s one of her favorite things to make. I even used her go-to bread recipe for the story. (You can find the recipe here but she doesn’t use the nuts.) I promise I’ll be making it myself, too. 

Hopefully I haven’t ruined her bread-making experience with this unbeta’d story. It’s done with love. 🙂 Happy Birthday, my friend!


Word Count: ~2500

Summary: Killian and Emma make bread and innuendos. 

Rating: D for doughy goodness

Killian Jones was a man of many, many talents, some of which Emma had become intimately acquainted with just in the past couple of weeks. But she never could have prepared herself for the scene that greeted her when she returned home from the Sheriff’s station that afternoon.

There, at the large farm table in their kitchen, was Killian, setting out a glass bowl and several ingredients he’d emptied from the grocery bags piled on the counter behind him.

Emma paused in the doorway, mouth agape but eyes narrowed. Slowly, she shut the door behind her and stepped into the living room.

“Ah, Swan! Just in time!” Killian called out, his warm smile impossible not to return.

“For what? Iron Chef audition?”

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