@bcunties ‘psst, i’ll be f——fine. how sweet of you to w——worry ...’
❨ their arms now wrapped around their neck; growing ever closer as whimpers echo the room, ↓
i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna make out i wanna-
@bcunties ‘me, mad ?̲ far from it actually.’
❨ a playful remark; grin present upon her lips, as their rests behind their head only to pull them closer each lick ↓