Disclaimer- See PT. 1.
WORD COUNT- 68
WARNINGS- unnatural use of food!
RATING- PG
Snow Cone
Flavored ice dripped slowly on the heated flesh, soothing the burn. A finger moved slowly and ran through the crimson liquid.
"You're supposed to be eating that, not using it as medicine."
"But it works good in either case."
A tongue slipped out and lapped at the shifting muscles. Someone hissed.
"You know, I'm your snow cone."
"How?"
"I make you feel better… and turn you on."
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