[you know, kavinsky already could have guessed that zeke is a lot of man— you only have to look at him, despite his silly flower hood and everything, to know he's a lot of man. but somehow, the little pink slip of tongue is what goes through him, mouth to groin. fun. he always liked them big— bigger than he was, certainly, but just big by universal standards.
so his narrow sly little mouth opens up vulpine, like a fox going for a rooster's jugular, except this is bloodless-- for now. he just sucks up zeke's kiss, greedy and mindless about it.]
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so his narrow sly little mouth opens up vulpine, like a fox going for a rooster's jugular, except this is bloodless-- for now. he just sucks up zeke's kiss, greedy and mindless about it.]