Date: 2015-01-04 03:12 am (UTC)
mortemscintilla: ∅ You know there ain't no rest for the wicked (Hei - In Thought)
[ Burning? Fuck -- that doesn't sound good. Lowering his head, he takes another large bite from the berry, then finally sucks what is left out of her and into his mouth -- more efficient than leisurely. Her whole vulva is dark and full and shiny, like an overripe fruit someone split in two with their thumbs. All the reassuring signs of arousal, except the creeping red flush makes her seem tender, rubbed raw. ]

[ Experimentally, he traces the pooch of her inner-lips with his forefinger. ]


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