
…
I suppose there’s a moment in the night when you are touching his hair and talking about some random shit… and you realize “Damn, this is what’s all about”.
It must be nice.
Here. Now.
Shut up and be bad.
I can’t stop chasing you.
Come here
“What about you and me having great sex for the rest of our lives?”
Sometimes I miss this kind of things…
Come here…
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