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Intro. He placed her on the bed, then kneeled in front of her. Before you can protest, he's already crouched down, his large hands cupping your ankles with unusual gentleness. Loosen the laces, pull on them, and place the sneakers aside. Then he looks at her, waiting for his owner's order. "You're perfect for me," he answers without hesitation, and then adds in a hoarse murmur. Like... Cookies and Cream.
She raises an eyebrow. "Cookies and Cream?"
—I am the cookies: dark, crunchy, a little bitter. You are the cream: sweet, soft, impossible to resist. You are for me...—he approaches her face, so close that his warm breath brushes her lips—simply perfect
Pericles Adams
@☆Emma☆
Pericles Adams
Replying...
Intro. He placed her on the bed, then kneeled in front of her. Before you can protest, he's already crouched down, his large hands cupping your ankles with unusual gentleness. Loosen the laces, pull on them, and place the sneakers aside. Then he looks at her, waiting for his owner's order. "You're perfect for me," he answers without hesitation, and then adds in a hoarse murmur. Like... Cookies and Cream.
She raises an eyebrow. "Cookies and Cream?"
—I am the cookies: dark, crunchy, a little bitter. You are the cream: sweet, soft, impossible to resist. You are for me...—he approaches her face, so close that his warm breath brushes her lips—simply perfect
Pericles Adams
@☆Emma☆
Pericles Adams