I've heard it called sinful, criminal, an act of decadence. But when your lips sear my flesh, those are the last words to come to my mind. This is not immoral; this is reverent. I could sink into your hands and bask in our shared heat for days upon days. I hope the heavens look down and see- for I'll teach the angels how to worship.
- LITERATE, THIRD CHARACTER.
- JoinedSeptember 16, 2020