Well, since I may gush...
They, combined with his embarassed little attitude, seem so incredibly worshippable. To be lifted from the ankles, trapped and worshipped, kissed, licked while he laughs.
And gets more flustered, too. From the sensation of the tongue, the delicate kisses, that someone would do that to him, worship him and lick him. From how unexpected it is and how good it feels. From the cute little laugh he makes when the tongue licks a sensitive spot.
Or perhaps from being shown this interesting kind of love that is all new to him, but feels so weirdly good?
Maybe his skate sesh is postponed, maybe this becomes a thing? Who knows.
I could never guess the reference image after all, so I won't try, but what a snack~~
Whewwwwww~ @////@;; Boy did you deliver, my goodness...
Present-age Casper, who is 30, would not be new to such an experience... But this spicy bit of prose did inspire me to consider his life before he met Avery. I do love exploration and "firsts" as a concept... Maybe I'll dredge up a ghost from his past and experiment with that sometime.
Thank you for this, and I'm glad you're enjoying what I do, here~
