Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance/Humor
Pairing: Syaoran/Sakura
AU: No

Disclaimer: Don�t own any of the Card Captor Sakura Gumi

AN: Just a quick little ficlet that I wrote while working on the subsections of my website. Let me know what you think.

Dirty

There was no other word to describe it. If he could have searched his vast vocabulary you�d think that he�d find something else for it. But he couldn�t. No, it was just....just....dirty. As he kneaded back and forth, he could feel the warmth envelop his fingers. It was soft, smooth, one might even say moist. Was it always this clumsy the first time? He had never done this before, though he could tell from her movements that she had done it at least a dozen times or more. He would show her, just because he wasn�t as practiced as she was didn�t mean that he�d let her show him up. Giving a grunt of effort he put more force into his movements, pushing harder and smoothing out every wrinkle he could feel. Never before had he put so much energy into one movement. The feelings of frustration melted away as he fell into a rhythm, back and forth, back and forth.

He could feel sakura coming behind him, and he shivered at the way her hot breath brushed against his skin when she spoke into his ear.

�Syaoran! You can�t knead the cookie dough that much!�

�WHAT?!�

�It makes the cookies tough.�

He vowed never to agree to help Sakura bake again.

AN: ! Get your minds out of the gutter !