“That feels like too much sugar.” April mumbled over a fresh cup of coffee around noon, watching Donnie slowly eat his way through a box of cherry poptarts.
Slowly because he was licking the hard frosted coating off first before eating the pastry in about two bites.
Slowly…
Slowly…
Slowly…
And April tried not to squirm as she watched him, thighs pressing together because that’s the way he licked her too…
*Slowly…*
“Not for me.” Donnie mumbled, finishing off another poptart and licking the sticky pink sugar from his lips and fingers before tearing open another packet.
Torture.
“You want me to order you some more boxes?” She hummed, around a slow sip, “I think all the holiday flavors are coming back into stock. Apple cider, pumpkin pie, eggnog, peppermint bark, christmas cookie…” She trailed off and grinned at the pleading look on his face before cooing softly, “One of each?”
