Gods, I do love your neck. [Every exposed freckle and beauty mark is granted a warm kiss as Jayce works his way down to the hollow of his throat to dip his tongue into that crease, licking at the saltsweet taste of him with a sigh like he's been holding his breath these past four days.]
But I was determined. And then I saw your wrists today, fuck.
no subject
But I was determined. And then I saw your wrists today, fuck.