The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Rosebud
Rimming non-humans can be... interesting. Floronic
Man (Jason Woodrue)
Blowing gently on the delicate rosebud, he watched the pink petals fluttering gently, watched the dew drops glistening like tiny silver crystals on their soft, sweetly pink bed. He sank his nose into it, inhaling deeply, absorbing the scent.
It opened up before him as if facing the sun, no longer hidden in its dark cavern but instead showing its blushing face to the world. The light filtered through the green leaves above his head, lending a sweet, forest-like atmosphere, mysterious and earthy.
He dared a small lick; his curious tongue against the little rosebud, just a quick taste, just to know what it's like. If it's as sweet as its fragrance.
Jason Woodrue moaned as his lover explored his body.