„Hey, Jensen, did you know you smell like chocolate?" Jared said, while he started to lick all over his lover's body.
„You taste like it, too. Very delicious."
„I always thought you only liked the candy..." These were the last coherent words from Jensen, as he started to buck off from the bed, then soft moans were the only sounds his throat was able to make while the younger man followed his tortorious taste game.
Half and hour later, after Jensen had come like a voulcan when Jared finally let him, with a wicked grin Jensen just added: „Or Sandy."
