“I’m assuming you thought the blood was ketchup as well.”
Johnny crossed his arms.
Johnny C.
〝 Yes? I'm... kinda hungry, is all. 〞
He's utterly embarrassed now.
ᅠ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . ᅠ
“Do these look like French fries to you?”
Showing his fingers to the stranger.
Johnny C.
〝 No, mister── I... I was trying to ...
K - Kiss it? Yeah, yeah...! 〞
ᅠ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . ᅠ
“By trying to eat my fucking fingers?”
Johnny C.
〝 Oh? 〞
Hand withdrawing quickly, a frown painting his pale visage.
〝 I'm sorry, I got carried away with my excitement. 〞
ᅠ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . ᅠ
Immediately pulling his hand away.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”
Johnny C.
Licks and nibbles at [ READER'S ] fingertips.
〝 You're safe with me... 〞
ᅠ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . ᅠ
