Page 119 of The Nightmare Before Kissmas
Doing what, precisely? I do a lot.
those corset vests. those goddamn motherfucking corset vests.
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Wow, they certainly seem to inspire a strong reaction from you. Is this angry Coal I’m seeing?
oh, no, this is a side of me you are well acquainted with by now.
the side of me that wanted to slam you up against the courtyard wall earlier today and aggressively make out with you at the risk of our mouths freezing together
or do this
I wait until he looks up at me.
Then I let a drop of gravy roll off my fork and hit my thumb. I lift that thumb, the one wearing his ring, and stick the whole thing in my mouth.
Leisurely pull it out.
His eyes bulge.
God, I’m so clumsy, how embarrassing.
Hex drops his wide eyes to the table, one hand white-knuckled around his water cup, lips flattened in a suppressed grin way too similar to mine.
Dad asks Neo something. No one is watching me so I let my gaze linger on Hex until, finally, he gives me that look of annoyed amusement and a slow head shake.
I pulse my eyebrows at him, reveling in the rose-pink flush across the tips of his cheekbones, but I’m not done yet.
now i know what you’d say to that: but coal, you sexy beast, if just our lips would have been at risk of freezing together then we definitely couldn’t have done THAT outside
and to that i’d say: it’s a fantasy, hex, you sexier beast, let me paint you a word picture
imagine the courtyard’s empty, because i don’t share. imagine i slowly strip you under one of those very expensive space heaters until you’re shivering and begging. and imagine i warm you up head to toe by only putting one part of your body in my mouth
I catch his reaction as he reads, his eyes sweeping back and forth across the screen of his phone.
His lower lip rolls between his teeth. He shifts on his seat, folding one leg over the other, and I barely restrain a crow of victory.
He doesn’t look up at me, and I see him fighting not to, that bit lip getting abused viciously.
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You have quite the imagination.
only when i have the proper muse
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I am confused though: what, precisely, is taking the place of the gravy in this scenario?
the gravy is a metaphor
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For?
“i licked him so he’s mine”
