"Don't look at me like that"
"Like what?"
"Like you want to hurt me."
Salomi looked like she was made for sinning —
she looked like she could turn a saint into a sinner.
I wasn't a saint.
But she wasn't anything either.
She was nothing but a piece of shit
wrapped in red push up bra and sheer panties.
I don't run, Arlo. I just don't stay. There's a difference.
Wanting is easy. It's needing that's the problem.
And you? You're just another want.
You are still a manwhore but here we are.
"Say please."
"Salomi doesn't beg."
"..."
"Please, fuck me."
Salomi X Arlo
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RandomSMUT Arlo Norton X Salomi Echols I feel like the 12 y/o who makes barbie dolls fuck each other. Two different characters from two different books. Originally from, Arlo Norton : @remindmenow The Last Norton & The Swollen Uvula Salomi Echols : @...