gonna be the first one to get this out of the way. hii i’m harry and you can rub my bald head for good luck. catch me @ hazitwas

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gonna be the first one to get this out of the way. hii i’m harry and you can rub my bald head for good luck. catch me @ hazitwas
You think Kubo was the biggest crime against Shiba?
you are wrong
I have a feeling that Harrison has a thing for care after sex. It's not just the typical gentleman thing, it's like this primal need to take care of you intimately.
And nothing gives him a better opportunity to do that, than when you're blissed out on the bed after sex, and you're dozing a little bit but still awake enough to humm in response to his light talking. It's adorable how soft he is when he brings the warm cloth between your legs, gentle strokes at the soft skin of your thighs causes sweet sounds of approval to rise from your chest and his heart grows in response.
He mumbles a quick apology in advance before parting your legs a little more and wiping up your sensitive centre. He notices your legs twitch and has to apply pressure to your knees to keep them from snapping together when the material glides over your clit.
You whine and he smirks to himself a little.
"Almost done, lovely."
Harrison finishes off by dabbing at any areas where there could be remnants of his seed, and once he's sure you're rid of it all, he leads you to the bathroom so you can pee and brush your teeth.
Easily, you could do this yourself....but you realized a while ago that he seems extremely happy when he gets to take care of you, especially like this, so you let him take control.
It's only after he's got you in a t-shirt and clean undies that he starts to really focus on himself. And you thank your lucky stars that you're able to call this div your boyfriend because once he's done padding around the room and house, checking to make sure everything is in order, he crawls into bed next to you and assumes his rightful sleeping position; your arm slung over his body somehow and his legs tangled with yours.
"G'night, sweets," he manages through a yawn "Love you." The last part is muffled by the pillow he's got his face shoved into, but you smile regardless.
"Night, Haz," you whisper "Love you too."
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