Holt groans as he looks up, Porter opening the oven to a puff of steam. He smirks as he sees the pseudo Fire elemental’s soft blue skin reddening from the eat, big beads of sweat running down his frame. He may have some heat resistance, but even he could be roasted alive if cooked long enough, and while the Poltergeist sprinkled his lover with a dash of salt, he decides he could use a few more hours to slow roast to delicious perfection~

Art by  CathyMouse2010
color by me

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