Smut.
We spend the evening decorating our mouths with different flavors, and then making out and having the other guess which sweet flavor they are tasting.
I start with drinking a mug of hot milk and honey
you immediately love it and cannot quite place it, until you do
we rinse our mouths out thoroughly with water to cleanse the pallets
and then you hit me with a recently chewed mouthful of rasberries, fresh from the fridge
cold, sweet, with tiny fragments of seed leftover still
and your delicious tongue
back and forth all evening with our favorite flavors
watermelon, tea, chocolate, and hot, gooey marshmallow. oh my god.
each make out creatively reflecting the flavor
each one unique and sweet
god I adore you as you giggle and pull away excitedly
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