She would doubtlessly leave many marks of ownership of her own all over him and Allen would treasure and flaunt each one any time he could get away with it. Right now though he was focusing on the endless wave of pleasure they had building up with one another.
"My Lenalee~" a low possessive growl lumbered from his chest as they met at the perfect angle.
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Date: 2019-12-25 02:05 pm (UTC)From:"My Lenalee~" a low possessive growl lumbered from his chest as they met at the perfect angle.