“What if I don’t melt? That ice cock held up to your body heat rather well. I might just sweat and never go away. We shall live happily ever after in this little apartment. I think I am going to call you Pookie after you are forced to be my little witchy wife. You can be pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and bear all thirteen of my demon spawn and we will be happy forever and –” “Damnit! Fuck. Fine, I’ll get your dick.”
