ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ࿐ ⌖⁶ ˎˊ˗ 。
911 posts

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ࿐ ⌖⁶ ˎˊ˗ 。
@0UTLAWLUST
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

@0UTLAWLUST does he have any room next to him?

ㅤㅤ ✦ 👹 ✦ ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ⌞ 花村久世 ⌝ ˖ ݁ ʜᴀɴᴀᴍᴜʀᴀ ᴋᴜᴢᴇ ִ݁ ໋ ㅤㅤ

a laugh of endearment echoes as she falls into bed with him. a hand gently caressing his cheek, thumb rubbing against his stubble. "whatever am I going to do with you, cole?" leaning down, ana presses a tender kiss against his lips as she straddles him. rear already grinding -

"No, they can't. But maybe I'll indulge you for a while longer." hands slowly trail down, slipping between the waist band of his pants. fingertips gently rubbing against his bulge before cupping gently. "always been quite needy, haven't you?"

⠀ Angela's eyes travelled over the Cole's body, looking that scars with mixed feelings, thoughts she wouldn't voice but that were clearly there. ⸻ If that so , why don't you help me make breakfast, Cowboy? ⸻ She asked in a slightly flirtatious tone. (. . .)

( another deep huff, lips pressing against each other to force herself not to reach to his words ⎯⎯⎯⎯nor how his words still felt like a punch in her guts. ) unfortunately, i do not hang out with those who surrender themselves in alcohol anymore, ( moira +

a low laugh echoes. hand coming up to cradle his cheek. neck craning a bit to give him a bit more access. “ one night at a time, young man. ” her hand trailing to the back of his neck and holding gently.












