nick simp · 1mo

“I feel his heartbeat against my chest, rapid and strong, mirroring my own. Because there’s nothing to resist anymore, my hands slide up to cup his face, pulling him closer, and he responds with a low, guttural sound that pretty much decides my fate there and then, which is, yeah, just this, and never anything else.”

FUCKING FLOOOOOOORED

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