Different lives
"I lost count of my many names". "but in this life I will live past my twenties no matter what"
"I lost count of my many names". "but in this life I will live past my twenties no matter what"
his rough hands clasped around m/n's wrist, his lips hovering over the latter skin, murmuring saccharine praise into his ears, his unoccupied arm sneaking around m/n's waist, a mischievous grin smeared on his face. "all mine?" he inquired faintly, his dark orbs observing his beloved response, patiently awaiting his ho...