Jul 23, 2017
Forger x Consigilere
The consigilere sauntered in, tired and hot from the sweltering summer and plopped down. Handing him a cherry popsicle, the forger continued sucking on her own; he smiled and gave his sweet forger a light kiss on the lips before settling down next to him. She couldn't help but place a finger on her lips, savoring the kiss.
Shyly, she inquired, "May I have more kisses when we're done?"