Bogwitch (bogwitch) wrote,

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Second Chances

And so the drabble frenzy continues with more bloody Spuffy ice cream...

If he were an ice cream, he’d be Karamel Sutra without a doubt.

His voice as rich and smooth as the caramel itself. Vocal sin. Seducing her into wanting more of the Sutra part; each act more daring, more satisfying. His skin creamy under her fingers, as she bruised it, bit it. He was as inventive as she was cruel, always hoping for better. There was little they hadn’t tried together.

Now they make love in all manner of ways - the exploration hasn’t changed - but the best part will always be knowing that she had a second chance.

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