[Robert debates just... sitting on Don's shell at this point if he wants more pressure, but for now he simply decides to lean harder into don, splaying his fingertips and almost attempting to massage what is hard and unyielding keratin.]
I am rather light, aren't I...
[Never has it been so obvious until he had a living tank as a boyfriend.]
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I am rather light, aren't I...
[Never has it been so obvious until he had a living tank as a boyfriend.]