hellakawaiimarco: luckied: Stirring at the voice, Jean pried an eye open and gave a throaty chuckle. “Not at all, Marco,” he responded, reaching a hand out to run his fingers through the dark hair. “You were just…perfect.” Leaning down, he
hellakawaiimarco: luckied: Stirring at the voice, Jean pried an eye open and gave a throaty chuckle. “Not at all, Marco,” he responded, reaching a hand out to run his fingers through the dark hair. “You were just…perfect.” Leaning down, he
