>>76336720 (OP)Imagine the foul stench. Rot, bile, the iron tang of blood, all seeping from that mouth as your tongues tangle in a feverish, grotesque kiss. It's not just the smell; itโs the taste. Like licking the rusted edge of a corpse-ridden blade, metallic and putrid. Every breath exchanged is an exhalation from the grave, every motion of your mouths a descent deeper into some shared, decaying hunger. Youโre not just kissing, youโre devouring each otherโs rot, swallowing sickness, smearing death between your lips with the desperation of something that forgot how to be human.