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19 September 2009 @ 12:17 am
"HONEYMOON" WITH A TWEEST  
THAT'S RIGHT. THE THEME FOR THE 2ND DAY WAS "HONEYMOON". I DECIDED TO PUT A TWIST ON IT ^_^
AGED UP TO LEGAL AGE. I DON'T SPECIFY IF THEY'RE MARRIED OR NOT, SO YOU CAN DECIDE ON THAT ISSUE FOR YOURSELF.  YAAAY CHOICES!

AUGH THIS IS SO LAAAATE, IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY 

HE LAY ON THE BEACH, MORE SPECIFICALLY, ON THE SMOOTH ROCK OUTCROPPING ON THE BEACH. THE MOON WAS FULL, THE NIGHT WAS BALMY, AND THE WAVES WERE WASHING GENTLY ON THE SHORE A FEW FEET AWAY. TOPH HAD GONE INSIDE TO GET SOME FOOD SO THEY COULD SIT OUT ON THE BEACH AT NIGHT AND ENJOY THE NICE WEATHER.

HE FELT HER RETURN BEFORE HE HEARD HER FOOTSTEPS IN THE SAND AND SMILED. LEARNING TO “SEE” WITH EARTHBENDING WAS ONE OF HIS FAVORITE THINGS SHE TAUGHT HIM, AND SHE TAUGHT HIM A LOT. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY WERE GROWING UP.

AANG TURNED TO WATCH HER WALK TO HIM. SHE WAS IN HER SWIMSUIT, WITH A LOOSE ROBE MOVING WITH HER EVERY STEP. IN ONE HAND SHE CARRIED A SMALL, WOVEN BASKET WITH AN ADDED STONE BOTTOM. AANG’S IDEA TO INSTALL IT, HE BEAMED EVERY TIME SHE USED IT.

SHE SAT NEXT TO HIM AND PLACED THE SMALL WOVEN BASKET IN HER LAP. SITTING FOR A WHILE AND TAKING IN THE WARM SUMMER BREEZE, SHE TOOK OUT A DENSE PASTRY. AANG REACHED FOR IT, BUT TOPH PULLED IT AWAY FROM HIM. “AH-AH,” SHE SMIRKED. “TAKE OFF YOUR SHIRT AND LAY BACK.”

CURIOUS, HE OBLIGED HER, TOSSING HIS SHIRT ABOUT A FOOT AWAY FROM THEM. SHE SET THE LITTLE CAKE ON HIS STOMACH AND RUMMAGED AROUND THE BASKET. THE CAKE WAS A BIT HEAVIER THAN IT LOOKED, CIRCULAR IN SHAPE AND MADE OF A PALE DOUGH. HE LOOKED FROM THE PASTRY ON HIS STOMACH BACK TO THE NIGHT SKY. A FULL MOON...THE ROUND, PALE PASTRY...COULD SHE BE...?

TOPH SMILED AND PULLED OUT A SQUEEZABLE POUCH OF HONEY. PUTTING HER HAND FLAT AGAINST THE ROCK BENEATH THEM, SHE CLOSED HER EYES. SHE DRIZZLED THE HONEY ALL OVER THE CAKE AND ON HIS STOMACH.

AANG WAS SURPRISED HOW WARM IT WAS. HE WAS EVEN MORE SURPRISED WHEN SHE GIGGLED A BIT AND SAID, “LOOKS LIKE I MISSED. LEMME CLEAN IT UP FOR YOU, TWINKLETOES.”

THE INSTANT HER TONGUE TOUCHED HIS CHEST, HE SUDDENLY WANTED HONEY ALL OVER HIS BODY. FOLLOWING THE SWEET FLAVOR, SHE WOUND HER WAY DOWN TOWARD HIS STOMACH. TOPH NIBBLED ON THE PASTRY BEFORE FLUTTERING HER TONGUE BACK ON HIS SKIN. SHE KISSED HIS SKIN AND PICKED UP THE PASTRY. “HERE, YOU CAN HAVE IT. I’M IN THE MOOD FOR ANOTHER KIND OF DESSERT,” SHE ANNOUNCED, PICKING UP THE NOW STICKY PASTRY AND OFFERING IT IN HIS DIRECTION.

HE ACCEPTED IT AND WATCHED WITH DELIGHT AS SHE PROCEEDED TO LICK AND SUCK THE STICKY HONEY FROM HER FINGERS. ONCE SHE WAS SATISFIED WITH THE CLEANLINESS OF HER FINGERS, SHE RETURNED HER MOUTH TO HIS TORSO TO FINISH HER CLEAN UP THERE. LICKING AND OCCASIONALLY NIBBLING HIS SKIN, SHE SNAKED HER TONGUE DOWN PAST HIS NAVEL IN HER HONEY CLEAN-UP. BY THE TIME SHE REACHED THE WAISTBAND OF HIS SWIMSUIT, HONEY HAD LONG BEEN ABSENT FROM HER TRAIL.

“NOW, I MIGHT HAVE SPILLED SOME HERE. THESE WILL HAVE TO GO,” SHE PROCLAIMED, ALREADY PULLING HIS SWIMSUIT TO HIS KNEES. TOPH REMOVED IT COMPLETELY AND SET IT ASIDE.

“OOPS!” SHE EXCLAIMED, POURING SOME OF THE WARM HONEY ON AANG’S HARDENING ERECTION. HE GROANED AT THE SENSATION OF THE WARMTH OF THE HONEY AND GASPED SHARPLY WHEN HER LIPS ENCIRCLED THE HEAD.

SHE BEGAN FLUTTERING HER TONGUE THE SAME WAY SHE DID BEFORE, THIS TIME, IN AN INTIMATE KISS. SUCKING AND LICKING HIS SHAFT, SHE MOANED SOFTLY WITH HIS PENIS IN HER MOUTH. AANG NEARLY SCREAMED WITH PLEASURE.

ONCE ALL THE HONEY WAS GONE, SHE POURED MORE ON AND BEGAN USING HER HAND AROUND HIS SHAFT. GRIPPING TIGHTLY, SHE BEGAN SLIDING HER HAND UP AND DOWN IN TANDEM WITH HER MOUTH. AANG GRABBED AT THE ROCK BENEATH HIM, WHIMPERING, “TOPH...I’M GONNA...I’M GONNA...”

HE ERUPTED IN HER MOUTH, HIS SEMEN MIXING WITH THE HONEY ALREADY ON HER TONGUE. SHE CONTINUED HER MINISTRATIONS UNTIL HE FINISHED AND SHE FELT HIS DICK SOFTENING IN HER GRASP. SHE SWALLOWED EVERYTHING IN ONE GULP AND LICKED HER FINGERS FOR THE REMAINING HONEY BEFORE CRAWLING UP NEXT TO HIM. HE TOSSED AWAY THE PASTRY, WIPING HIS HANDS ON HIS SKIN BEFORE WRAPPING HIS ARM AROUND HER SHOULDER AND PULLING HER CLOSE TO HIM. “MMM...,” HE MURMURED AND KISSED HER FOREHEAD. “I MIGHT BE IN THE MOOD FOR DESSERT TOO....”

GET IT? GET IT? 8D YOU KNOW, HONEY MOON? HONEYMOON? YES? NO? STFU AND WRITE MOAR SMUT?

BTDUBS, I'M DETERMINED TO DO ALL THE PROMPTS. THEY JUST...PROBABLY WON'T EVER BE ON TIME EVER.
 
 
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