Strawberries and Whip Cream

Renji, Ichigo was convinced, had some sort of fetish for food. Sweets in particular. Every day he would raid his fridge and find anything and everything with more than twenty grams of sugar and consume it before Ichigo would even realize he was gone, and Ichigo was always keeping an eye out for the redhead.
One day he was curious about how much he really did eat and so he followed him into the kitchen. Ichigo hopped onto the counter, watching as Renji rummaged through the fridge. Finally he pulled out a container of strawberries and whip cream, a grin on his face. Ichigo opened his mouth to comment then snapped it shut. “Err… Renji, what are you doing?”
“Having strawberries and whip cream, why, gotta problem with that, Strawberry Head?” Renji wondered, opening the container and removing a strawberry.
Ichigo glared at him. Renji was grinning in a way that suggested he knew exactly what he was doing. He took the can and sprayed some whip cream on the strawberry, still grinning, then, as if just to annoy Ichigo, he carefully licked off all traces of the whip cream.
Ichigo felt the shiver run up his spine. He turned red as Renji finally ended with eating the strawberry. He glared at him angrily. “You’re doing that on purpose!” He growled.
“Maybe.” Renji said slyly, grabbing another strawberry. Ichigo jumped off the counter and snatched away the strawberry, placing it in his own mouth and sucking on it lightly. This time Renji glared at him. “You’re doing that on purpose!” He quoted.
Ichigo removed it from his mouth, grinning. “Maybe.” He replied.
They glared at each other for a few more seconds before they both forgot about the strawberries and were on top of each other, pressing against walls, and kissing passionately. “Mmf. Wait, Renji.” Ichigo said, pushing the other away. He grabbed the whip cream and grinned. “We forgot something.”
Renji just grinned in response.