Strawberry Kisses (bxb)
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Ongoing14m
Last published Sun, Sep 25, 2022
*ONGOING*
I looked up at him as he pinned me to the corner of the wall leaving me dumbfounded. He smirked.
how can he be so cute and yet so intimidating at the same time..
"So..it was you, huh?" He asked me in a soft tone while leaning closer to my ears. I could almost hear my heart race fast. I averted my gaze. My cheeks and ears were bright pink and I was flustered.
"I dont know what youre talking about.."
Long pause.
"sweetheart~.." He said in a sexual undertone. I looked at him wide eyed. My cheeks were flushed.
..𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕..?
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