#Him

[enigmatic-chaz]

Me at a function before any liqs 😭

[silent-insanities]

All that I breathe is you.

[aahanna]

"Beneath the white veil, dreams softly bloom,..... Love wrapped in mangoes, a tender perfume......The candlelight whispers a quiet lore,....A love so deep, it forever soars.

In earthy hues, passion resides,....A gentle glance where secrets hide.......A corner, a home, a heart’s retreat,.....This desi love, where worlds meet."

[brokenloveblog]

you've never left my mind throughout all this time. my heart was with you the first day i noticed you.

[euphorixeuphoria]

Yes

by mrmrhuulaahoopaudio

I just opened up a jar of coconut oil and put it on my hard dick...it was melting down and immediately ran down my balls. I started slow and went faster ..I love edging so much so I tried not to cum that quickly..at the end it was one of the best orgasms I had..always use coconut oil friends!

I am no longer mrhuulahoop but mrmrhuulaahoopaudio 

Cheers guys!

[soggy-fishsticks]

[soundsofpleasure]

by justhorny-stuff

[rubberhosetoons]

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DO IT FOR HIM

[juanathesillyuser12]

i love him so fncking much in this artstyle

Frankie in game cutout and murals

[silent-insanities]

You must have been made for me.

[heartofspells]

him

With four bags of various types and specialty foods loaded into his trolley, the man clicks his tongue at the dog, the pair striding down the aisle and once again disappearing around the corner. Remus considers his options, thinks about not following, but his curiosity gets the better of him, so he pushes forward as well. As he rounds the end of the aisle, he nearly runs bodily into a solid figure, intense, storm grey eyes flashing with lightning as their gazes connect, Remus stumbling backwards several steps in his shock.

"Are you following me?"

Shit.

"No?" says Remus quickly but somehow slowly, those piercing grey eyes not unlocking from his face, dark eyebrows pulling more harshly over his sharp features. "All right, yes," admits Remus finally, but the other man's expression only turns darker, Remus holding up his hands in a peaceful gesture. "Sorry. I'm sorry. That wasn't the intention, but it's just…well, that's a great deal of food you've grabbed and I found myself curious."

Those fascinating eyes finally slide away from him, glancing into the loaded trolley at his side, an odd curl overtaking his full lips. Some of the tension leaves the man's face, but only slightly as he angles his stare in Remus' direction again, the large dog standing beside his legs remaining perfectly still and observant.

"I'm not sure why I'm explaining this to a complete stranger," he voices, sounding haughtier than before, a poshness entering his accent that hadn't existed previously, as though he's let himself slip enough to allow it to creep through and hit the air, "but it's called purchasing supplies for animals."

Animals. Plural. Not that it hadn't been readily apparent from the copious amounts of food you've been piling into that trolley, but that should be a red flag, shouldn't it? Mad cat ladies and men spring to mind, but dogs fit in there too if your terrifying companion is any indication. Do you take him everywhere? Why is he just staring at me? What dog doesn't move or sniff? Are you insane?

"That's a lot of animals," spills Remus before he can gain control of his tongue, swallowing any further words as he hides his choking sound. The other man arches one brow, still studying him uncertainly, like he's trying to sort out a unique puzzle. "Sorry," Remus rushes to say. "That was rude. I'm sorry."

The other man hums lowly, his mouth quirking in a different way, one side drawing in and pinching a bit. "I sense judgement," he mutters. "Are you thinking me some mental pet hoarder?"

"Or possibly a farm owner," offers Remus with a polite smile, eyes dropping to the statuesque dog again before flittering back up. "Hopefully the good kind."

"Are you accusing me of owning a puppy farm?"

"No!" cries Remus, waving his hands wildly, the dog and man both tensing with the action. "No, sorry. That – that was a joke."

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[strslv-4sh]

Someone: Boop! Got your autism.

Damian: You better give me that back, that was a gift from my father.

[innerterritory]

⊙ INNER TERRITORY ⊙

[noodles-and-tea]

Shh let him cook

[pulksten-blog]

he will ruin your day