I need bobby on my bed, whimpering and vulnerable. Crying out my name continuously as he looks up at me with a scared, delicate, and loving gaze. I want him to know who he belongs to as he bounces up and down repeatedly going faster and fast as time goes on.…

Барабанная дробь 🥁 И четвертая часть уже вышла! Буду рада если прочтете и оцените ;) https://ficbook.net/readfic/01983df7-4a00-731a-b23b-0fb16fe8fdc2/40212010#part_content