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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓕𝖆𝖐ꭼ it ’til you 𝗺a𝔨𝔢 it— 𝑴𝗮𝘀𝐤 ꩜𝙣, 𝐍𝐄𝗩͟𝗘𝕽 take it 𝖔𝗳𝗳. 𝖶͟𝖾͟𝖺͟𝗋 it ’til wearing it feels 𝗻𝗮𝚝𝚞𝚛𝒂𝒍. 𝓦hatever you tell yourself, https://t.co/yPqd2YAY2D⠀
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Eliasz should have known that his lover wouldn't be satisfied with just one kiss. Despite feeling shy, his lips continued to plant kisses on different areas of your face — from the forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, back to the lips, savoring how sweet Silas was, and he had no ...
let me tell you about my childhood. damaged ﹠ ripped apart. i have been unhappy for as long as i could remember. i was born mouldable, and through violence, i was shaped into a monster.
The blush on his face became even more apparent. When you pout like that, how could he refuse? He glanced around—making sure no one else was watching, then leaned down to give a quick kiss on your pouty lips.
“Satisfied?” Oh, how embarrassing.
But hey, let’s just mind our own business. He doesn’t want to get into a problem with this psycho.
Our Silas chuckled awkwardly, trying his best to keep his composure. “Ahh, a barbeque night? I’m upset that you didn’t invite me~”
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Coughed. He tried to hide the red hue on the cheeks, hinting an embarrassment on his face. “I will give it to you ... after baking some actual cookies for you and your father.”
With a sudden step he move behind you, something pointy facing towards your throat. What even is that, huh? His arm locking the guy’s head, the polite smile is still there.
@trifoulium
i could recognize him by touch alone, by smell ; i would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. i would know him in death, at the end of the world.