《Outlander》Chapter 29
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As my eyes fluttered open, noticing an arm on my waist and hips, remembering that we decided to sleep in our shared bedroom here in the tower.
Stretching my body, shivers run down as the hands resting on my hips went to my thighs, a silent gasp escaped me.
Looking to my left, Thor was still sleeping, his hands on my thighs, on my right, Bruce was also sleeping, hands on my waist.
I slowly removed both their hands, knowing that I'm fully awake now. Crawling out of the humongous bed, exhaling a sigh as I successfully get out without waking anyone up.
Trudging towards the kitchen, "Jay, what time is it?" I asked, yawning and rubbing the sleep off. "It's already past 4 in the morning, RJ." He replied, humming and nodding my head.
"I'm craving Filipino desserts." I mumbled, patting my stomach, "Oh, I know what to eat for breakfast." I said, excitedly as if a light bulb lighted in my brain.
Giggling at my thoughts after doing my routine, I went back to the kitchen, tied my hair in a bun and opened the fridge.
Smiling widely, seeing the ingredients that I need are all there. One-by-one, I carefully grabbed those and placed them on the counter.
"Jay, can you play Beautiful Liar by Beyoncé, but only in the kitchen. I don't want them to wake up yet." I requested, "Sure." JARVIS replied, saying my thanks, I began to prepare the ingredients I needed in making Biko.
Thankfully, I've got some glutinous rice soaked in water overnight. "Perfecto." I mumbled and chuckled at my antics.
Rinsing the rice, the music starts, "Shit. This music cheers me up while doing this." I commented and sang along with the song.
After draining the rice, setting it aside, I preheated the oven. Generously putting butter on the oven safe pan.
Placing a large sauce pot and pour coconut milk and water, setting it to medium heat, cooking the mixture until it simmers.
"I have to let go. He won't be the one to cry." I sang, adding the drained rice, stirring it continuously, making sure the rice does not burn along the sides of the pot. As the rice has soaked up most of the liquid, I reduced the heat, adding brown sugar and salt to the rice mixture.
After minutes of stirring, the mixture is now thick and sticky. Transferring it to the pan and spread it into an even layer.
Grabbing a small sauce pot, combining coconut milk and brown sugar, bringing it to boil until sugar dissolves, after cooling it for how many minutes, gently pouring it over the rice mixture.
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"Let's not kill the karma. Let's not start a fight. It's not worth the drama. For a beautiful liar." I sang, shaking my hips as I prepared for the next dessert.
"Ah, let's make Leche Flan." I muttered, nodding my head, thankfully I bought some llaneras, grabbing those, placing tablespoons of sugar in each molder. Turning on the stove, setting it to low heat, using the tongs, I repeatedly move the molder over the flames until the sugar is melted and turns into golden liquid.
Setting it aside, letting the caramel to cool and harden. Grabbing a bowl, combining egg yolks and condensed milk. I began whisking it, adding the evaporated milk afterwards, gently stirring it in a circular motion.
Using a strainer, straining the egg-milk mixture. Pouring it to the llaneras, covering it tightly with foil. I then arrange it in a wide pan with an inch of water.
Placing the Biko and Leche Flan inside the oven to let it bake for an hour. As the song changes into On The Floor by Jennifer Lopez, I decided to make some halo-halo.
"God, to have such sudden cravings like this." I mumbled, shaking my head, proceeding to prepare the needed ingredients.
Grabbing a spatula, imagining it as a microphone, "Let me introduce you to my party people in the club, huh." I said, singing along with the music, moving my head from side to side, grabbing 8 tall glasses, peeling the mangoes and slicing it into cubes.
Equally putting it to the glasses, I then next put sugar, sweet bananas, sweet potatoes, taro, jackfruit, jelly, mung beans, corn kernels, coconut, and tapioca pearls.
If you go hard you gotta get on the floor
If you're a party freak then step on the floor
If you're an animal then tear up the floor
Break a sweat on the floor
Yeah we work on the floor
Mumbling the lyrics, I begin to carelessly move my body around, throwing my hands in the air, feeling the music.
"Dance the night away. Live your life and stay young on the floor." running my hands to my body while singing the line as the song hit the chorus, I moved my head side to side, jumping a little.
Crushing some ice, placing it on top of the ingredients, adding some milk, custard, purple yam jam, and thankfully I found a tub of ice cream in the fridge, completing the dessert.
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
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Tonight we gon' be it on the floor
As I finish making the dessert, singing and dancing along with the music, "Tonight we gon' be it on the floor." I said, the song ended, I did a little pose, panting a little as I did quite a show.
My eyes widened hearing claps, turning towards it instantly, seeing Steve and Loki looking at me with a smile on their faces.
"Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ." I mumbled, instantly feeling embarrassed for myself, "Quite a show, princess." Steve commented, chuckling at me, approaching me and placing a kiss on my forehead.
"I don't mind being on the floor as long as you ride me like a prized stallion." Loki added, caressing my face with his thumb, my breath hitched, "Oh, now that would be very entertaining to watch." Steve agreed, nodding his head.
"Good morning, princess. You can continue your mini concert, Loki and I will be at the gym." Steve added, winking at me as they both left.
Shutting my eyes tightly, hearing the oven rang.
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Sitting inside the meeting room with all of my soulmates present, "I have something serious to discuss to everyone." Tony started, gaining all of our attention, "What is it?" Bruce asked.
Thor tilting his head to the side, holding a plate of Leche Flan, "This morning something happened." Tony replied, voice laced with seriousness.
"Seems like we have a secret performer here. Just this morning, Jarvis recorded something entertaining." Tony added, furrowing my eyebrows.
"Secret performer?" Clint asked, "Luckily, we have exclusive footage. Jarvis play it." Tony answered, my eyes widened and my body frozen seeing me in the kitchen, wearing only Bruce's white shirt and a boxer underneath.
"Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ." I muttered under my breath, at first I was just casually jamming to the song, singing and humming with the song, cringing as I began to move my body.
"Goodness gracious." Thor mumbled, covering his mouth with his hand, a blush on his cheeks, as I began to move sensually.
"Let's not kill the karma. Let's not start a fight. It's not worth the drama. For a beautiful liar."
Shaking my head hearing my voice, "You got some moves, babe." Nat commented, looking at me and smirking, instantly feeling a rush of heat to my face, "No wonder the desserts you made were extra delicious this morning." Clint added, covering my face with both my hands.
"I thought you wanted to talk about something important." I said, "This is important." They replied in unison, shaking my head and chuckling at them as they attentively watched what I did.
As the footage ended, everyone clapped, "I like that, ride me like a prized stallion." Clint praised, earning a snicker from Nat and Loki, "It's a great way to burn off some calories." Nat replied.
"An alternative to exercise that I would voluntarily do." Tony added as everyone nodded their heads, "I'm living with a bunch of horny people." I whispered, shaking my head.
An idea popped in my mind, "Then, I'll do it if you'll answer this." I said, gaining all of their attention, chuckling seeing their excited looks, "Shoot it then, bunny. I'm sure it'll be easy." Tony replied, boastfully.
"What's white, sticky, and better to spit than to swallow?" I asked, looking at everyone, their eyebrows furrowing as they carefully think of the answer.
"I know it!" Clint said, excitedly, "It's chewing gum. Ha! Got ya, sweetheart." He added, shaking my head, "Come on, it's actually semen." Tony added, shaking my head.
"Nope." I replied, "Mucus?" Bruce said, receiving disapproval grunts from them, "Not that, Brucie." I said.
"Is it food?" Thor asked, shaking my head, "Edible?" Steve asked, shaking my head once again, chuckling seeing their troubled faces.
Standing up, "Where are you going, darling?" Loki asked, "I'm going to visit someone." I replied, "Take your time, and if ever any if you got the correct answer. I'll do more than ride you like my precious prized stallion." I added, winking at them.
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Feeling an itch on my wrist, noticing a presence behind me, "Um... E-excuse me..." A voice called, smiling hearing his voice.
"Yes?" I asked without looking at him, "Um... It's dangerous sitting there." He said, dangling my feet at the edge of the rooftop, "I see you found me." I said, closing my eyes, feeling him sit beside me.
"Don't be shy. I'm your soulmate." I added, looking at him, giggling seeing him in his suit, "You're the Spider-ling. Crime-fighting spider. You're Spider-Boy?" I asked, hearing him clear his throat, "Spider-man." He muttered, smiling at him, "I know. I'm just teasing you." I answered.
Hearing him exhale a sigh, he yanked his mask out, "I-I'm Peter Parker." He said, introducing himself as my smile widened.
I already know your name.
"I'm Rivia. Rivia Jones." I replied, "Rivia." He whispered, hearing him say my name, shivers went up my spine, "Peter." I answered as our eyes locked.
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