Imagine playing spin the bottle with several of your FCs. You blush furiously as you watch your faves trade tongues and kisses, mouth at each other’s necks, and run their hands up under each other’s shirts.
It’s finally your turn. The bottle lands on the most playful of your FCs. Eyes glinting with mischief, they make a real show of crawling slowly across the circle to you. You’re transfixed, and they easily take your chin in their hand and tilt your head back, running their tongue from your collarbone to your ear, earning cheers and rowdy oohs and aahs from your other faves.
Their breath puffs warmly against your neck. “I’m ready for another game. Care for seven minutes in heaven?”