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Summary: Vignette, aftermath of much loving
Daniel lies beneath me – his face flushed, eyes soft with consummation, mouth half – open sending soft, quick breaths into my hovering lips
I cover his mouth with my own, letting my tongue slide gently in to pick up the taste of coffee chocolate and mint. From the kiss, I move to his cheek and tongue the post – coital sweat from his skin, then trail slowly down the neck and chest - tasting the saltiness that is also part of my Daniel.
I stop at his belly seeing, to one side of his groin, his flaccid penis at rest. I kiss it gently in benediction, then return to the belly where the spray of his semen has pooled.
Lapping the pool I hold some in my mouth as I return to his lips and offer him the taste of himself. He smiles and whispers "It's salty, Jack" as if surprised that a desert–born creature such as himself could taste of the sea.
I slide out of his body and lie beside him. He moves and arches over me, running his tongue over my softening penis. He folds himself sleepily into my arms and kisses me – transferring my taste to my mouth.
The taste of Daniel is coffee, chocolate, mint, salt and our semen. The taste of Daniel is Love.
