creamy mess on my face

Description: I wrapped my face in white and yellow veiled stockings, leaving only my lips exposed and hungry. the vanilla ice cream was already melting when i pressed it to my mouth... i felt how it seeped through the fabric, how the cold mixed with my hot breath. i licked it, i bit it, i let it run down my chin, down my neck, staining everything. the tights stuck to my skin, transparent now from the sweet, sticky mess. my bed was left a mess, sheets crumpled under my hips as i writhed in the mess of my own creation.