Hey guys! It just hit me that I've got over 500 followers on itch.io now!! 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️ 👇🏾

I'm SO incredibly grateful to all you 🙏🏾 Especially considering the re-write that's underway and how long updates are taking, I honestly expected to lose followers not gain them. So thank you SO much, I love you all! 🥹💖

So as a thank you, I wanted to drop a snippet from one of the side stories that I've been working on for my ko-fi page, enjoy! 👀

Warning ⚠️

The story below is classed as NSFW 🔞 as it contains themes of a sexual nature.

A Warm Evening & An Even Hotter Touch - (Tobias Edition)

Word Count: 3089

"Tobias..." She whispers my name, heeding her call, my eyes travel back up to meet hers. Watching closely as her doe eyes flit down to my lips, slowly ascending to peer back into my darkened eyes once again. 

A half-naked woman in a flimsy, wet bikini is just inches away from my face. Sprawled out on top of me, and what do I do? 

Nothing.

Absolutely fucking nothing, as if this wasn't a nightmare come true. 

The germs, the close proximity, her being so close to my neck, one of the most vulnerable parts of the body and the quickest way to kill. This is a situation I'd send someone straight to the hospital for. Hell, I've sent people there for far less. 

And yet...

The all too familiar, searing hot flare of anger that often consumes me is nowhere to be found. Neither is the sickening disgust that rolls through me in recurring waves. 

And at this point...

I'm worried that I've finally lost my fucking mind. 

A fear that becomes frightingly clear, when I grab the back of Y/N's head. Her damp hair now firmly held within my grasp. 

To my dismay, I don't surge upwards with urgency in order to head butt her. 

No. 

I do something far worse.... 

By making one of the biggest mistakes of my life... 

I kiss her. 

Practically consume her, as I swallow Y/N's plump, moist lips within my own. The hold I have on her damp, wet hair tightens into a vice, as I push my tongue into her mouth. Deeper and deeper, shoving it as far down as it will go. 

Lightly grazing her own tongue on my descent, I lick the lining of her throat. And to my absolute pleasure, I taste the freshness of mint burst into my mouth. The sweet taste of her clean mouth and stellar hygiene, only serves as encouragement. As I continue to lick her from the inside out with vigour. 

"Hmmm" She hums into my mouth, grabbing hold of my body and pulling me in closer. 

I reciprocate Y/N's touch by pushing her down onto the deck chair, now climbing on top of her. My new position pleasantly allows my tongue to push further down her throat, grazing her tonsils with the tip of my tongue. 

Both of our tongues come together as one, dancing to a beat that only we can hear. Matching a rhythm that only we know, our dance is akin to the sensuous Latin tango. A dance I didn't even know I was capable of; a tempo I never knew I could replicate, and yet I was leading all the same... 

Propelled forward by my burning insanity, I pull Y/N's lower body into me, her pelvis now pressed down by my own. Causes a muffled gasp to erupt from her throat, escaping as best it could with my tongue still repainting her inner walls. 

I like that sound... 

"Yesss" Y/N moans when I finally give her mouth some reprieve. Now nipping lightly at her damp neck, feeling the smoothness of her skin. The droplets of water cascading down her inviting throat. 

I want to hear it again... 

I think to myself, burrowing my face into the crook of her neck, I repeat the same action. But this time I clamp down harder. 

I want to hear her scream. 

And my wish is soon fulfilled, when Y/N erupts in pleasure. 

"YES!" She screams, clawing her nails into my long t-shirt. Y/N pulls me in as close as humanly possible. 

Causing a small smirk to grace my lips, grazing her soft, supple skin. 

Now wholly satisfied with myself, yet still daring for more. I start to lick the droplets of warm water from her neck. 

Coating the newly acquired bite mark, and reddening hickies along her throat with my saliva. Her breath hitches, taken in by the sensation Y/N starts to squirm beneath me, rubbing her thighs together with need. 

More... 

With that thought in mind, my hands venture further down... 

Moving past her waist, grazing her thighs on my way to- 

That's all for now folks, see ya! 🤭