Everything is color now
Mar. 1st, 2021 05:01 pmRating: nsfw
Warnings: /
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“Look at me, Kyp.”
They try to advert their gaze but Remy’s voice vibrates so deep, with so much lust, that the only thing Kyp can do is spare a glance between their legs, at how the other is dutifully on his knees right in front of them, cum pooling on his tongue and drooling over his pretty plump lips, now red from sucking so gracefully at their cock. And it’s a scene, really, one Kyp feels madly attracted to, like they’re incapable of looking away now that both their eyes are locked and Remy is pinning them down with his stare only.
Remy quietly rubs a hand over his mouth, in the most infuriatingly seductive way, colorful thick liquid staining his fingers. “It’s blue this time,” he says with a little grin, and Kyp has the sudden desire to kiss him, “you had fun, huh?”
Kyp really doesn’t know what the color of their cum means, just like they don’t know what the color of their skin means when it changes abruptly, without warning, if they’re with Remy – but apparently Remy has found a pattern in the palette of their body, and notices brushstrokes of tones and shades where Kyp never had the heart to look. And there’s no denying this: their cum is now a pastel blue, all painted over Remy’s beautiful face and hands, as opposed to the light shade of red from their previous time together.
Remy brushes his now stained digit over Kyp’s lips, unexpectedly pushes it in their mouth, letting them taste their own flavor – and Kyp finds it bitter but it doesn’t matter because the other’s smile is so achingly sweet, it balances everything out.
“It seems I’m really good at talking you out of your orgasm, you like my praises so much.”
Kyp just scoffs.
“Shut up, I’m gonna take care of you next.”