Aug 19, 2023
What is your favorite place to kiss Inupi, Kokonoi?
contemplation renders him in fondness. there were many places. the slender column of his throat, pale and unblemished. the way soft, amaranth bruises would arise at gentle worrying of teeth and mouth. across his collar bone then, perhaps. kokonoi cants his head, his mouth a sly grin, tongue passing his mouth in teasing. ❝ his lips, of course. ❞