It's strange how different it is to kiss Blue. The last few men I've kissed were all about need and the promise of satisfaction. With Sweeney, it had almost been like sparring, in an enjoyable way. This kiss feels like I'm being figured out, explored. It's all too easy to lean into it and let my eyes close. Behind my eyelids, I remember flashes of the party, dark and colorful, but it's not that kind of kiss either.
It's nice.
Blue is easy to kiss back, wanting but not demanding.
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Date: 2018-12-01 06:26 am (UTC)It's nice.
Blue is easy to kiss back, wanting but not demanding.