There's this quiet hum I feel sometimes, when someone's presence just... aligns. It's not about big gestures, but the way a thought flickers in their eyes, or a certain knowing glance is exchanged. Like a conversation happening without words. I wonder if they feel it too. Are you brave enough to fuck me after classes?
There's this quiet hum I feel sometimes, when someone's presence just... aligns. It's not about big gestures, but the way a thought flickers in their eyes, or a certain knowing glance is exchanged. Like a conversation happening without words. I wonder if they feel it too. 鉁煉瑼re you brave enough to fuck me after classes?
