|Dreaming of a shore on another world.|
“Come on, Yugo~” Amalia said, licking her lips. “Rub it in. Nice. and. Throughly….”
Yugo and Amalia enjoying some private time alone at Amalia’s private swimming holes, wallpaper sized.
Also, there you go: a writing prompt. Also there’s a fucking spider somewhere in my desk and it was fucking big and I can’t find him anymore and help me batman.