Axl tries to force his will onto an unwilling second party. My first Drabble.
“You’ll like it.”
“Get that disgusting thing away from me!”
“You didn’t say that last night.”
“I was drunk last night.”
“And now you’re paying for it.” Axl clicked his tongue grabbing handfuls of long hair. “Come on let me just slide it in. It’ll be quick, I promise.”
“No!” He shoved the red head back. “It tastes funny.”
Axl kissed him roughly. He surrendered. Quickly he shoved the spoon into his pried open lips.
“You just needed your cherry medicine.”
“I need your cherry tongue.” The sick man growled pulling the red head into his mouth.