Nov 28, 2015
"You can't look." It's a demand in tone, of course, but it lacks any kind of sternness. But it's as though he expects it not to be followed, because he hastily brings up both hands to cover Kea's eyes. The last thing left for the ember-like eyes to see, is teeth sinking into one plump white lip, as if to bite back the amused, up-to-no good smile. And there's no darkness, but white-veined twilight left. He almost slips when he tries to sit on Kea's lap- but not quite. And then there's only lips.
Ahhhhh
AHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHH
MY BOYS
AHHHHH
yes yes this is gOOD
