[ Ginger didn’t either. He’d only ever tried once before - unsuccessfully. A good thing, too, because he thinks he would have hated himself a little more if he’d been. Maybe it would have been nice in the moment, but not after. No, not after.
So - a kiss feels like that with someone you love.
He wonders if the kiss had felt the same for them both, even a little. Like his love and lust had trickled into the same cup and somehow, that single kiss was enough to cause it to overflow and pool liquid heat and heady need all over his body, its spread slow and persistent. Filling every gap in him.
What did the pretty flush on Mika’s face mean? Did he like it? … Could he love it? Ginger… wants to chase it with his mouth and find out. A mouth that right now is only capable of saying: ]
Please.
[ Please, I want it. Please, do it. Please, take. Whatever you want. Anything you want.
He’s glad that he’s down here, so that Mika can control their pace. They can stop whenever Mika wants to. He can pull back and Ginger will stay where he’s at, straining against his greed.
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So - a kiss feels like that with someone you love.
He wonders if the kiss had felt the same for them both, even a little. Like his love and lust had trickled into the same cup and somehow, that single kiss was enough to cause it to overflow and pool liquid heat and heady need all over his body, its spread slow and persistent. Filling every gap in him.
What did the pretty flush on Mika’s face mean? Did he like it? … Could he love it? Ginger… wants to chase it with his mouth and find out. A mouth that right now is only capable of saying: ]
Please.
[ Please, I want it. Please, do it. Please, take. Whatever you want. Anything you want.
He’s glad that he’s down here, so that Mika can control their pace. They can stop whenever Mika wants to. He can pull back and Ginger will stay where he’s at, straining against his greed.
He won’t reach out for more.
He’s taken enough tonight. ]