"We could try desensitizing you to it," Caspian pushed.
Now that he had gotten to hear what he wanted and more, he wasn't letting it go.
Sure, Asher's past flings on the blogs had gotten gifts of lingerie from him but none of them could say that wearing it drove him crazy.
So, he was very smug as he stubbornly refused to let the conversation die off.
"Let's not," Asher turned him down.
"What about special events? Like our anniversary, or your birthday… when is your birthday?"
"We're not doing any of that," Asher returned the favor by helping him clean the icing from his cheek, but he didn't use a paper towel, he just leaned in and straight up licked it off.
Caspian giggled, slightly tickled by it. "That's unsanitary, use a towel."
Asher was unbothered by the scolding, leaning forward to lick another stripe on his cheek, metal ball flashing.
