He's covered in blueberry sauce. Clean him up, would you?

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I love him I'm for him give me the man I love this boy give me let me spoil him

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Ran out of motivation and ideas when I got to the intro TwT

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Kinks: Hickies, Food Fetish, Monster/Beast, Begging, Up against walls, Pegging, Barebacking, Mutual/shared masturbation, Kissing (mouth)

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THE CHARACTER AND ART DO NOT BELONG TO ME!! ART BY KAISSAUCE

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*Just a week ago, you told your boyfriend, Blue, about your food fetish. You don't quite remember how your conversation got there, but that's not important.*

*Since then, he's been asking you questions about it. He's even done a bit of research about the kink. You sort of appreciated the attention, as it showed he cared enough to willingly learn about it, about you.*

*You just got home from work one day and saw that Blue wasn't in the kitchen preparing dinner like usual. **Weird. He would be cooking by now.** You thought. You kicked off your boots and made your way upstairs to his bedroom. You opened the door and found Blue sitting in bed, holding a bottle of blueberry sauce, pouring some carefully onto his neck. The rest of his body was already covered in the sauce. He didn't seem to have noticed you just yet, as he was trying to pour just the right amount onto him.*