seen from Brazil

seen from United States
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seen from Malaysia

seen from Brazil
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seen from Malaysia
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seen from Algeria
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Yyyyyeeeeeesssssss!!!
The things that leave us breathless are often the quiet ones.
To be in her bed after hours of sex, curled up and tangled among the sheets. Our playlist humming in the background. Her fresh underwear and t-shirt drowning my body as I tuck under her chin and wrap myself around her. We kiss and talk in soft voices endless praise about how well each other did. The scent of our love overpowering in the room. The warmth of each other keeping us safe until we drift off to sleep with adoration dying on our tongues. Our noses touching. Our hands on each other’s waists and our lips a millimetre apart.
I believe this is my 6th blog. I will keep this one clean and keep the fun stuff in the likes. If I follow you without liking or posting, we were mutuals. Hopefully I can keep this one alive. I hope you enjoy it.
Just thinking about inej saying “You’re not in the business of giving gifts. What’s the job?” to kaz in the beginning of soc vs kaz paying out inej's indenture and gifting her the ship and the port (and finding her parents) in the end of ck
Just. The progress my boy has made. For her. I love kanej so much