"Hey Flint, if you don't hurry up your ice cream will melt there." Resker smirked a bit, point to Flint's ice cream cone.

Flint shook his head a bit, being snapped out of his daze "Huh? Wha? Oh crap!" He blushed some as he quickly licked up the melting ice cream.

The Sabretiger just laughed at Flint making a small mess, getting a bit on his face. "Here hun, lemme get that for you."

"Get wha-" Before he could finish his sentence he blushed hard. Resker had leaned over and licked some of the ice cream off of his cheek. "O-Oh... thanks.."

"Any time, hot stuff." Resker grinned and teased Flint a bit as he went back to his own ice cream.



Just a small bit of how one of their dates went. Resker loves giving Flint a hard time. Wonder what was making him space out though...


Awesome arting skills by  j-cock

Flint and Resker are  Bacent