a little snippet of one of my personal 12 days of christmas fics (that is actually 13 because I have no self-control), a sequel to make all the madness go away for @chamblerstara ❤️️
Alex wore all black, obscenely tight jeans stretched across his thighs and bits of metal stuck through his face in various places. He was a masterpiece. Michael felt unworthy. And, when he pulled the strawberry away, he leaned down and dragged his tongue over Michael’s lips, licking away the excess chocolate. He would never get over the overwhelming trust Alex had in him to be so, so close to his teeth.
“Heaven help me.”















