Leah didn't answer immediately. Instead, she let out a loud, giggling voice. "It's so heavy, lol," she chirped, thumping a massive coconut cream pie onto the concrete before him. The crust groaned under the weight of the filling. "Strangely enough, I've always dreamed about doing this to someone. Just not someone all dressed in yellow."

Jay looked at the mountain of cream and then at her mischievous eyes. "Well, here is your chance. Are you sure? This is an awful big pie; it's going to be very messy."

"I know, right?" Leah leaned in, her voice dropping to a playful threat. "Just warning you, I may never get this chance again, so I won't be nice about it."

"I've been naughty; I deserve it," Jay admitted, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Oh my god, you really want me to do this, don't you, Pie Man?" Leah laughed. "Hands behind your back. Hope you're ready."

She started with a tease, a gentle push that only dusted his nose and cheeks with cream. Jay started to protest, "Oh no, you didn't just--"

But the grace period ended. Leah lunged forward, slamming his face all the way into the tin. With both hands gripping his skull, she rocked his head side to side, smearing cream into his ears and grinding the crust into his skin. She pushed front to back, forcing filling up his nostrils and into his open mouth, ensuring not a single drop of cream remained in the tin.

"Oh my, this is so liberating!" she shouted, breathless. "I told you I wouldn't be nice, but you asked for it, Pie Boy."