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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