I do insist. ( After all, Sunday thinks it's quite obvious what his intention here is. Though guised under some kindness, sharing a drink is still possible through the sweet aftertaste on his tongue.
Gloved fingers graze Caelus' jawline to keep him aligned. The inside of his mouth is welcoming - it looks warm and pink. He wonders about how many others must have seen the inside of it like this. He takes another sip while his eyes are closed, savoring and swallowing before opening his mouth over his.
He doesn't shove his tongue like a madman, no. Sunday is precise, he locks them both sweetly and rolls the tips of their tongues candidly without making a mess. Surely, this will make his night less lonely after this. He will have something to think about instead of his nightmares.
It's only a few short seconds before Sunday pulls away, savoring Caelus' saliva and picking up the drink again where he left as if nothing happened. )
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( After all, Sunday thinks it's quite obvious what his intention here is. Though guised under some kindness, sharing a drink is still possible through the sweet aftertaste on his tongue.
Gloved fingers graze Caelus' jawline to keep him aligned. The inside of his mouth is welcoming - it looks warm and pink. He wonders about how many others must have seen the inside of it like this. He takes another sip while his eyes are closed, savoring and swallowing before opening his mouth over his.
He doesn't shove his tongue like a madman, no. Sunday is precise, he locks them both sweetly and rolls the tips of their tongues candidly without making a mess. Surely, this will make his night less lonely after this. He will have something to think about instead of his nightmares.
It's only a few short seconds before Sunday pulls away, savoring Caelus' saliva and picking up the drink again where he left as if nothing happened. )