Will you eat me before you fuck me?

You find yourself drawn to this petite body like something magnetic is pulling your mouth closer before anything else happens.

You want to start slow, tracing every curve with your lips until the wanting becomes unbearable for both of you. You can feel the heat radiating off skin that fits so perfectly under your hands, small enough that you feel like you could consume every inch.

You already know the answer to the question — your mouth goes first, hungry and deliberate, until the begging starts. You make yourself wait, which is the most exquisite kind of torture you've ever chosen.