He had sort of expected it, even. Preston’s mouth gaped open a little, and Nischal just looked at his pink tongue and straight white teeth for a second or two. Then he moved closer to the bed and when Preston’s eyelids began to flutter, he licked Preston from the middle of his square chin all the way up the side of his face to his forehead. “Ack!” Preston batted at him, either too grossed out by the cat kiss to be scared, or not yet fully cognisant of the fact that he was being tasted by a leopard. Nischal put his big nose to Preston’s much smaller human one and looked at the man. Those green eyes went wide and the pupils dilated rapidly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Preston rasped as he went perfectly still. He didn’t even blink, nor did he breathe for a moment. Nischal was afraid the man would pass out a third time, only it’d be from a lack of oxygen instead of being scared. He shifted again, and Preston watched him with those big eyes. A whimper escaped Preston and he pressed a hand to his throat.
What do You think about Nischal [leopard Spots 9]?
