Her smile broadened.
"But of course. The black is a rich, sweet licorice. The red- a tantalizing tart cherry, and this one- the blue, is my favorite," she said, picking up the small, edible paint canisters and setting them at the edge of her bed. "This one.."s he said, holding it up for him to see as she dipped a finger in and painted it across his bottom lips. "Is a rare and succulent treat." And she leaned forward, pressing her lips unto his, eyes closing as she drank from him, then used her tongue, running it over the flavor as she softly moaned. "It's blue raspberry. A taste that's tangy and tickled yours senses," she purred, and leaned in to lick and kiss at his lips again, a hand cupping his face as she did so. And when she was done, she smiled.
"Which flavor would you like to try first?"