"Personality wise, and I eat a lot of sugar," Kevin said. "So if I am what I eat, I should taste sugary."
He was waking up a little bit, with all this talking, and it was starting to seem a little naughty, her talking about licking different parts of his body. It was so comfortable and warm right then that he almost didn't want to think about the implications of that, about how it might get, well, awkward.
"Stick to exposed skin, please," he murmured into his pillow. "I don't want to get any colder. And... um... don't make me bleed."