Nothing more delicious than a bastard seme crawling back to uke on their hands and knees, sobbing, and completely obsessed Say what you will about the story but I'm weak to that shit. Gets me every time
Nothing more delicious than a bastard seme crawling back to uke on their hands and knees, sobbing, and completely obsessed
Say what you will about the story but I'm weak to that shit. Gets me every time