Chocolate
Dimitri had always hated chocolate. Dark, Milk or White it didn't make a difference.
It was always too sweet. It would make your teeth hurt and melt in your hands, making them so very sticky. Not to mention a waste of hard earned money.
Maybe it was a guy thing. He knew from experience that women loved chocolate. Would possibly even kill for it. Growing up in a house full of women, sometimes a bar of chocolate was the only way of getting some peace.
But as he runs his hands along her sticky skin. Licking up the sweet layers that cover this beautiful masterpiece, he has to admit, maybe chocolate isn't so bad after all.