“Is… this what you want, nya?” the nekomimi teased. She hooked the inside of her cheek with her finger, allowing Sam a clear view of the inside of her mouth. Her teeth were pearly white, especially her canines, which were sharp even for a nekomimi. A strand of drool hung from one of them, another dribbled onto her tongue. The back of her mouth converged into the dark and wet passage that was her esophagus. To Sam, it looked so squishy, warm, and… inviting. She wanted nothing more than to
A Precious Gift for a Timid Friend
By: OhSevenTen
Favorited: 2 years ago
