23.1.22
•|Vegas|•
Pete Phongsakorn saw me.
He said he didn't like me taking pictures of him. Because it made him uncomfortable.
I told him I wasn't taking pictures of him.
He (told) me he loves (me) so much; enough (to) kiss me repeatedly and to (get) me the best of things, so that I may become (lost) in his love as well.
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Vegas [Discontinued]
FanfictionPete, my beautiful boy. Lost my senses, I'm defenseless. His beauty is holding me ransom. Sweet and sour, I devour. Lying here I count the hours.