#husband bay bay🐦‍⬛

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He’s so beautiful and pathetic and orange

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Blog has essentially just became and Adam Cole fan blog lmao

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I’m so happy right now 😭

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Baby, Cole, you’re so painfully orange 😭

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BAYBAY!💛

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I’m watching Chugs play all the Resident Evils (comfort series you see) and I’m dying during his RE5 one 😭😂

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So, WIP Sunday?

New little something I’m working on below the break

Inspired by this picture

Arya’s eyes rolled back in her head as she sank down on Adam’s cock, a whimper leaving her lips. It had been too long, she missed him so much. Her eyes flickered down at the man below her, his arms under his head as he racked his burning blue gaze up her from where they were connected. Absorbing every inch of her skin. She bit her lip as she met his eyes, his pupils are blown wide but this was challenge for him.

No touching. He could only watch as she rode him. She lifted her hips, slowly, painfully slowly, before sinking back down. He groaned in his chest as he watched her. Adam bit his lip as she set her brutally slow pace, watching as his cock sank deep into her, bottoming out. He wanted nothing more than to slide his fingers over her skin, and dig into her hips and thrust up into her. But he promised he could do this. A little challenge they had between them. He grunted out of his thoughts as she clamped down on his cock, making his eyes shoot up to meet hers. She smirked slightly as she sped up her pace a bit,

“You’re doing so well…” she giggled before groaning herself.