Boris
I was just enjoying some wine in the garden at Downing Street.
I was there for an important bussinessy work meeting with my frie- I mean bussy- I mean business work colleagues. Yes. They are my colleagues who else would they be who else would I be chilling and drinking wine at WORK with?
Suddenly I am knocked down and I feel something crusty on my lips. Weird. I hold my breathe because I think that makes bears go away?
Suddenly I hearing crying above me.
‘Waaaaaaa I’m sorry sweet cheeks I didn’t mean to kill you I love please come back alive and let’s get married I give you anything my little ducky sexy panty.’
Oh my god.
I feel my self blushing on my nose, top of my cheeks, shoulders, and ears. Nob-nobody ever called me little ducky sexy panty before. 🥺💖🌸
My wife called me sweet cheeks once though.
But oh my god oh my god I feel myself catching feelings fast for this deep voice that called me cute names.
I don’t want to ruin things. What should I call him? I know 😏
‘D- d- d- daddy he man potato cake,’ I say in the cutest voice I can muster.
‘Ughhh. Call me that again kitten birdie.’
Then I get scared because I feel three legs on me, is this an alien?
As fast as a can, I yeet him away with my attractive bum and run. Then I see, it was actually that dude on telly I always talk about.
Oh my god I want to lick his foot I don’t know why. I go back and see him staring at me blushing. I blush too everywhere on my body because he is so adorable.
I think I have a crush on him oh my god!
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Kidnapped for Love - Boris X Vladimir
Hayran KurguVladimir has no purpose in life, and then he takes an interest in the smexy prime minister of the United Kingdom. There is only one way for him to have his smexy little uwu Baka - kidnap. Warning a lot of very intense sexual tension 🥺🥺🥺
