'Do you want me to leave, or.?' She questioned him with nervous eyes and jittery hands. Y/N watched without knowing what was about to happen. Gizmo came into the bathroom where Y/N and Sal were to take his weekly bath. He had always had a romantic liking to her, so she had always gotten to do things like chew on his hand or play with his pigtails.īut he didn't know if she felt the same way, so he kept to himself. 'Your hand tastes like salty plastic.' Y/N commented.Ī blush arose to Sal's cheeks from under the mask. Sal dried his pale hands off with a towel. Y/N giggled, knowing that she was the cause of this. Sal huffed and got up.Ĭold water ran on his skin, covering every crevice of flesh.
Sal looked at his thumb and saw a hickey at the base.
With his other hand, he was playing on his Gear Boy. Y/N chewed on Sal's hand, licking and biting down gently. You guys that like this for some reason are lucky.
