Logan can't help but stare, entranced by the way Roman licks at the ice cream, some of the sweet treat dripping down and coating his fingers. And Logan blinks, twice, before he gets up. He sits himself into Roman's lap, taking the ice cream in his own hand, and kissing Roman, hard. He tongues into Roman's mouth and, as shocked as he is, Roman lets him. Logan moans softly at the sweetness (and coldness) of Roman's mouth. "You taste so good," Logan utters against his lips, "sorry." And Roman grins, that shit eating grin, "you know, I taste good elsewhere."
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Sanders Sides Drabbles
FanfictionA collection of drabbles about the Sanders Sides. More NSFW than not.
