[ Janus is right. Food doesn't really appeal. He knows humans like those things, though. Salted caramel. They tend to pair that with chocolate. It tastes all right in ice cream, even if it lacks a certain kind of tang. And lacks bite, of course.
Amused, Rafa lets his hand spread over the planes of Janus' chest. This one is well put together; flat and lean, but enough definition to tell Rafa they're fit and able. ]
Only in my bedsheets. [ He admits, with a sweet little smile. His hand slides lower, over Janus' stomach. ] Sometimes on my men. But I like the sound of it, anyway. Soft like silk, but salty. With a little bite.
[ He shifts a little, rolling his hips gently against Janus'. and then moving his kisses onto their neck. Those kisses are sharper now, light dustings of Rafa's lips interspersed with occasional nipping teeth. Never enough to break the skin, but certainly enough to tease at it.
He's aware of blood pumping below the skin. His lips gravitate towards blood vessels, an act of instinct and not design. Those are the parts where the skin is warmest, and his cool lips press eager kisses to them. ]
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Amused, Rafa lets his hand spread over the planes of Janus' chest. This one is well put together; flat and lean, but enough definition to tell Rafa they're fit and able. ]
Only in my bedsheets. [ He admits, with a sweet little smile. His hand slides lower, over Janus' stomach. ] Sometimes on my men. But I like the sound of it, anyway. Soft like silk, but salty. With a little bite.
[ He shifts a little, rolling his hips gently against Janus'. and then moving his kisses onto their neck. Those kisses are sharper now, light dustings of Rafa's lips interspersed with occasional nipping teeth. Never enough to break the skin, but certainly enough to tease at it.
He's aware of blood pumping below the skin. His lips gravitate towards blood vessels, an act of instinct and not design. Those are the parts where the skin is warmest, and his cool lips press eager kisses to them. ]