...but never this involved before. Never this planned, just a spur of the moment.
[ He winks and pulls the shirt off, revealing the wonders underneath. His waist is cinched tiny enough to probably let Fjord meet his fingertips around it, the ribbon in the back tied into a pretty bow.
The beautifully silk-hemmed brassiere is made for a body without breasts, so it fits perfectly over his pecs and help frame the tattoos on his shoulders.
Molly smiles again, almost predatory as he lifts one leg up on a chair and starts unbuckling his ridiculously high boots. ]
no subject
[ It's the truth. ]
...but never this involved before. Never this planned, just a spur of the moment.
[ He winks and pulls the shirt off, revealing the wonders underneath. His waist is cinched tiny enough to probably let Fjord meet his fingertips around it, the ribbon in the back tied into a pretty bow.
The beautifully silk-hemmed brassiere is made for a body without breasts, so it fits perfectly over his pecs and help frame the tattoos on his shoulders.
Molly smiles again, almost predatory as he lifts one leg up on a chair and starts unbuckling his ridiculously high boots. ]