πŸ“πŸ”₯πŸ”₯🌢️πŸ₯΅ is it getting hot in here .. or is that my own thirst lol πŸ˜† tryin to level with my self of to just read it later and not at work lol πŸ˜‚
That slow, wicked smirk curled over the dragon's lips once more. "Katsuki." He reached forward, one clawed hand grappling Kirishima’s leg. Scales danced over his skin at the contact, black and shiny and smoother than ice. "Now, Eijirou, my treasure, I wish to make you mine forever."

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