Owned By My Stepdad(MxM)
“Kiss the person to your left for fifteen seconds. Tongue optional but encouraged.”
The person to Lisa’s left was a girl named Sofia—brunette, shy smile, already tipsy. Sofia’s eyes went wide. Lisa didn’t hesitate. She turned, cupped Sofia’s jaw with one hand, and pulled her in. The kiss was slow, deliberate, performative—lips parting, tongues visible for half a second before Lisa tilted her head and deepened it. Sofia made a small surprised sound, then melted into it.
Fifteen seconds felt like forever.