imagine yourself standing with him. then all of a sudden, he kissed you on the lips. that kiss turned wild as you felt like he was tasting you.
"what was that for?" you breathed, your face flushed.
"i tasted like strawberries right?
oh. So it was the other way around. he wanted you to taste him.
"and?"
"aren't you addicted to me yet?"
with strawberries or without strawberries, his lips were addicting.
"wait. how did you know i'm addicted to strawberries?"
