when Albedos done eating you out, he reaches up and kisses you. His kiss isn’t soft. Right now it’s hard and demanding. It’s deep and you can feel it in the way his empty chest presses against yours. He kisses you with a passion unknown to you, like a secret he’s scared to share. It’s wet and messy. You can taste yourself on his lips - soft.
his body is so completely in tune with yours. no matter what he wants — he’s stopping to let you breathe into him. His hair surrounding your senses, the smell of chalk and solvents. Something so unknown and strange. A wet varnish you know you’re not supposed to inhale but you do anyway, because it’s so so addicting.












