"That was pretty quick." He puts the cut up chicken into a bowl, then gets some serving spoons out for all of the toppings, one for each topping and the bowls they are in. Opening the packs of soft tortillas and sets them on a plate, then he places them all on the table for him and Vincent.

"Alright, now to just quickly wash up and we can eat." Going over to the sink he begins washing his hands, just off to the side so that Vincent also has room at the sink.

"Sometimes I cook at the place...when someone doesn't show up and all and it's bad enough that they need a cook more than a server." Vincent says, shrugging a bit. His stomach gurgles. "That looks so good." He says before moving to the sink, washing his hands. "Of course, at this point, probably anything would look tasty at the moment." He says, chuckling a bit.

"Well, I would like to think I'm a decent cook, but you're probably right either way. What with how tired you are. Anyways, let's dig in!" Sitting down at the table he passes Vincent his plate to make his own taco. Laying out the tortilla he puts even portions of meat, cheese, and other toppings, putting a dallup of sour cream on top. Taking a bite he gets a bit of the sour cream on his cheek.

Vincent shrugs a bit. "I judge the food on whether it will kill me or not. If it does not kill me, I am pleased." He says simply, sitting down with Don. He just starts making his own taco, but with a lot of cheese. He loves cheese. He snorts a bit when he sees the sour cream before blushing a bit. His mind went into the gutter for a moment. Without another thought, he reaches out to wipe it off of him and all.

Don is confused why Vincent is blushing, but doesn't say anything even when Vincent wipes the sour cream from his face. Instead he grabs Vincent's wrist gently and begins licking it off his fingers. He couldn't help it, Vincent just seems so delicious to him. When he finishes licking the fingers he then proceeds to suck on them, much like he would a lollipop. Looking up he gives Vincent a hungry look.

Vincent kind of squeaks as his wrist is grabbed, not expecting that reaction. He blushes even more as Don licks it off and all, biting his lip a bit. "...why do I have the feelings that that hungry look isn't for food?" He says, a bit tense at the idea...though he isn't completely against it.

"Well, it might be a bit awkward for you if we were to do that down here, but you're right. That look was not for food, but I also promised not to do anything you didn't like also..." Sighing Don lets go of Vincent's wrist. "Either way you need to eat and get some rest, you're tired from work after all. Not to mention that we both have our test tomorrow." He makes himself another taco to eat.

Vincent is just this nice red color at Don's words. He doesn't like it being forced on him, him feeling like he doesn't have a choice. But who would like that. "Yeah....I think I'm gonna take a shower first." He says, looking away before getting up to head to his room, to get clothes before heading to the bathroom.

Watching Vincent leave he finishes off his taco and pushes his plate aside. Then gently beats his head against the table, "I'm such an idiot, I should have known he'd be too scared after what I had done." Laying his head on the table he gets a bit depressed, upset with himself for not having taken that into consideration even after everything that's happened. He just sits there for a long time staring off into space thinking about how he's already screwed up a potential relationship.

Vincent can't find it in himself to hate Don or anything, though he feels like he should be a bit angry at least. But he can't find it. Maybe it's because Don isn't being an asshole outside of that. Either way, he just grabs some comfortable pants and a shirt before heading into the bathroom. He does use the shower to relax a bit before actually cleaning himself off. Once he's done, he gets dressed and goes to find Don.

Deciding he can't just sit there, mostly because there would be food that goes to waste, Don finally gets up and starts putting away what's left of dinner, which will probably be his dad's lunch tomorrow. Without realizing it he does go a bit slower than normal when putting things away, the girls whining a bit outside because they haven't been fed yet and are upset that he's upset.

Vincent reappears in the kitchen, his hair a bit wet, once he's checked Don's room. "You need help with anything?" He asks before yawning a bit. He is tired, but not so tired he can't help with a thing or two before going to bed.

"Hm...Well, not really. There's not much besides covering everything and cleaning the dishes." Now realizing the girls are whimpering he looks sheepishly at them. "And feed the girls of course. Do you want to do that instead of cleaning? Bobby won't cause you any trouble and Wolfie will probably grudgingly accept it from you."

Vincent just nods a bit. "Yeah, I can do that." He says, smiling a bit. He likes the wolf-dogs, even if Bobby tried to squish him that one time. "Just tell me what to do." Like how much food and everything that is.

Don instructs Vincent in how to make the food mixture while he cleans the dishes that they used. Drying them off and putting them away, when he's done he goes out to keep an eye on the girls while Vincent feeds them. Bobby takes the food happily, though Wolfie was reluctant at first but eventually takes it from Vincent. "Looks like they're getting used to you now."

Vincent just follows the instructions Don gives him, making the food for the dog wolves. He just goes out to feed them. "Food is food." That's all he says to Wolfie's reluctantness and all. He can wait for as long as she wants to. "Good deal then." He says, smiling a bit.

"Maybe you should head to bed, you've been partially nodding off since I picked you up from work. I'm going to done some studying by going over my notes for the test tomorrow." Stretching he comes over, petting the girls a bit before heading back inside.

"Yeah, I was about to." Vincent says before yawning a bit. "It was always fun getting home after that and school." He says. He makes a face at the thought of the test. "Well, good night then?" He says before he heads inside.

Petting the girls for a few moments longer Don heads back inside, making sure everything is locked up before heading upstairs to take a shower himself. His is a bit longer this time than normal, him spacing out as he tries to figure out why he keeps screwing things up with Vincent. Sighing he finishes up in the shower, coming out with only a towel around his waist as he heads to his room.

Vincent, somehow, times it just magically and as he walks back to his room, with a drink, he happens to see half naked Don. He makes a little noise before looking away and blushing. He just scuttles back to his room.

Looking up when he hears the sound, Don sees Vincent there with a drink and scuttling away. Catching a glimpse of his red face makes him start feeling really warm, even with nothing but a towel. He pads over to the door to Vincent's room, leaning on the door frame.

"If you keep making cute faces like that I'm probably going to pounce on you like a hungry tiger. Just simply making that face has done this." He indicates what Vincent's reaction has caused to happen.

It was Vincent's first thought, to scuttle away that is. He couldn't think of anything else to do. He just looks at Don, letting his eyes trail down at what he caused before turning even more red. "I didn't do that. You're just a pervert." He says softly, embarrassed at the moment.

"And as you know this pervert has a thing for you and finds you're cute embarrassed face a real turn on." Walking into the room he stands in front of Vincent, "Look, I'm seriously not trying to scare you or anything, I swear. But I won't be able to keep control of myself if you keep working me up like this and I can't do anything with you. If this keeps up I might do like I did last night again, but I don't want you scared of me." He's doing his best to keep his face neutral but his eyes look really torn.

Vincent is a bit tense with Don that close and everything. He just shakes his head a bit, trying to keep from blushing, but it isn't working. "It's not like I mean to." He kind of mumbles. "I....I don't ever want that to happen again." He kind of whines at the idea of it really.

"Alright, I'll do my best not to loose control, but I'm still going to show you how badly I'm head over heels for you." Moving in quickly he grabs Vincent into an embrace, tilting his head up to look at him. "I want to make you the happiest person in the world." He leans towards Vincent to give him a deep, passionate kiss.

Vincent makes a little noise of his as he's grabbed, not expecting it at first. When his brain catches up, he blushes a bit. "What?" This is a bit strange, and moving fast to say the least, but it's not like he hates Donn or anything. He freezes for a moment at the kiss before his brain catches up and he kisses him back.

Thrilled by Vincent's reaction to him, he uses the hand of the arm holding him to rub up and down Vincent's back, his other hand massaging the back of his neck. He gives Vincent long, loving kisses, as if savoring every bit of him. Pressing closer to him, a part of Don presses up against Vincent, burning hot through his clothing.

Vincent shivers a bit at his touches. It feels nice really. He returns the kisses, though he is a bit hesitant about it. He kind of squeaks when he feels that part and tries to squirm away, blushing.

Pulling away from the kiss Don leans near Vincent's ear, "You're very shy, even after everything we've done." His voice is like a purr, then he begins giving Vincent kisses up and down his neck, nibbling every now and then. Reaching down with the hand that was rubbing Vincent's back, he begins gently massaging Vincent's rump, being gently but also trying to give him a lot of sensations.

Vincent just blushes at his words, shivering a bit. He shivers a bit more at the nibbles, biting his lip a bit to try and keep back any noises trying to escape him. He isn't succeeding, but still. He squirms a bit, not sure if he's trying to squirm away or what.

He backs Vincent up to the bed, gently lowering him onto his back, leaning over top of him all the while still nibbling and kissing him. Taking the bottom hem of Vincent's shirt he pushes it up so that it bunches up near his neck. Moving away from Vincent's neck he begins licking and nibbling on his nipple, looking up at Vincent so that he can watch his expression. Moving around like he is the towel around him starts coming loose.

Vincent makes a little noise, some fear in him. He doesn't think Don would hurt him, but he's still anxious. But he still shivers and makes little noises at the nibbling. He ends up with his eyes closed, embarrassed as the little noises turn into moans. He's turning a nice red color now though.

One hand Don uses to tease Vincent's nipple not being attended to with his mouth, while the other snakes its way down, beginning to remove Vincent's pants. Once they are down far enough Vincent uses his hand to massage a part of Vincent hidden by his own body as he leans over him. He switches to the other nipple, now teasing that one with his mouth as he massages Vincent below, a heated part of his body pressing up against Vincent's leg.

Vincent moans, his hands on Don's shoulders. He isn't sure if he wants to push him away or what, but for now, he's doing nothing. His grip tightens at Don Touches him, jerking a bit, even as he's anxious. He can feel that warmth and it worries him a bit.

He brings his mouth back up to Vincent's, engaging him into a passionate kiss as he shifts his position so that he's pressing against Vincent. His whole body is burning with desire, making his skin hot to the touch. Grabbing Vincent's wrists he holds them above Vincent's hand with one hand while looping his other arm around one of Vincent's legs, essentially holding him in place.

Vincent kisses him back, nipping at him a bit. This could be worse, a lot worse. He whimpers at he's pinned, essentially. He tries to squirm away a bit, but can't find any purchase to do so really. So he's at Don's mercy and whimpers again at the idea.

(Is it bad all I can think is of the fanfics with alpha/omega dynamics XD)

Hearing Vincent whimper he stops, pulling away from the kiss to look at Vincent, "What's wrong? Did I do something bad? I didn't hurt you this time, did I?" He's confused, he doesn't understand why Vincent is whimpering, not when it seemed he was enjoying himself.

Vincent is blushing brightly now, shaking his head a bit. "No....you didn't hurt me." He says softly, kind of bowing his head and squirming a bit. "I just...I don't know." He just feels awkward about this, and maybe a bit afraid that it will turn out bad somehow.

Don nuzzles against Vincent's neck, "If you don't want me to continue, just tell me. If there's something you don't like, just tell me. I don't want you having a bad experience or anything, I want you to enjoy this as much as I do." He gives Vincent another passionate kiss, then leans back so he can see Vincent's eyes.

Vincent shivers a bit at the nuzzling. "I just....I don't like being unable to move..." He says softly. It scares him since if Don does do something he's against, there isn't much he can do about it really. He does kiss back, blushing a bit at how much feeling he puts in it and all.