She struggled with the stiff stem in her mouth, her tongue circling the shaft. Mello was a pompous ass, as she declared regularly, but no matter how hard she tried, no matter the occasion, or the challenge, she could not pass up a chance to show off to the blonde mafia leader. Today’s trial?
To tie a knot in a cherry stem with her tongue.
Mello chuckled behind his chocolate bar as she made faces and twisted her tongue in ways he thought humanly impossible, but she wasn’t affected by his snickers. …though any normal person would be.
“Having some trouble, ________?”
“Shut up, Mello!” She was so close, she knew it, she could feel it in her gut…er…gums?
“Here.” Mello set down his chocolate bar--unnatural for him--and crawled over to her end of the leather couch, “Let me show you how it’s done.”
A resounding squeak of neither pleasure nor protest resounded from the…shocked, yes, shocked girl as Mello decided to lend her a helping tongue…
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