Nikolai leans over your shoulder, his gloved hand making one swift movement so he can reach down and scoop up a small handful of cake. Nikolai raises his hand up, using his free hand to gently pull your chin before pushing the cake into your mouth. A smear of the red topping smeared across your cheek as it drips down your chin. He spreads his two fingers out, creating a somewhat seductive scene as he force feeds you cake.

“There we go. Eat up.”