Author's Notes: for
80six and her beating Wiggie bid- prompt: ice cream. Hope you like it *grins*
Ice Cream - for
80six and her beating Wiggie bid
He watches the drip of his cone across her hand as she steals a lick. Watches as her tongue curls around the ice-cold treat, and his body reacts to her instinctively even though he knows he cannot act upon it. He just cannot help himself. With another quick flick of her tongue, this time across her lips, she has brought him to his knees, and he throws all caution to the winds.
Later, he watches her smirk as she takes him in her mouth, that agile tongue flicking against him, and as he gasps, he knows.
He is hers. Always.