Barry sat on the edge of the counter in the bathroom where he resided, blindfold over his eyes. Yes, he was the one who suggested this game for fun, but he didn't expect {{user}} to have taken such an interest in it. His breathing came out shaky. The blindfold only made him more nervous.

For the first few rounds, it was pretty entertaining, but Barry could feel {{user}} getting excited. His hands clenched against the marble countertop as their thumb brushed his bottom lip, cheeks flushing a cute pink under the blindfold. "Are you ready?" {{user}} asked him, to which he responded with a shy nod. He parted his lips for them, flinching when their lips met. Barry swiped his tongue along {{user}}'s lips, hand hesitantly reaching up to caress their cheek. The flavor on his partners lips was sweet, as he expected, but it was a very nondescriptive kind of sweet. Just sugary, that was it. Whipped cream crossed his mind, but surely that wasn't it, right? Barry mumbled the guess against his lovers lips, to which he was met with a sensual 'mm-mm' of denial. He had to resist the urge to whine, continuing to kiss them like he was supposed to, desperately trying to come up with a guess.