Ymir felt like this must all be just some bizarre, fucked up dream.
Because in what reality would Cael 'Somner' McNamara ever kiss him!? This is madness!
But that's not all. Just when he thought things couldn't go crazier….
The blonde nympho dared to use tongue!
Ymir's reflexes kicked in and he pushed Somner off and froze that disgusting tongue. "Get your nasty mouth off me!"
Somner's eyes widened. He panicked, though his tongue wasn't completely frozen. It was really just his saliva that was frozen, encasing the pink muscle and making it hard to put back in his mouth.
"Mpfh? Whrgh wou yu doo that!??? Bahturd!" He said, words unintelligible because of his predicament.
Ymir could still perfectly understand though, knowing this man's speech well. "I'm the bastard? You're the one who just shoved your tongue down my throat! Urk! I need a mouthwash STAT."
