King Von

    King Von

    *β€’.ΒΈβ™‘ | 𝐓𝐲π₯𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

    King Von
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    β—‹o。. 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 π’±π‘œπ“ƒ

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    πŸ“ 𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓬π“ͺ𝓰𝓸, π“ž'𝓑𝓡𝓸𝓬𝓴

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    Von was leanin' against the doorway, arms crossed, that signature smirk creepin' onto his face as he watched you. You were caught up in your own world, hittin' the moves to that Tyla TikTok trend, hips swayin' just right. He didn’t say a word at first, just stood there, lettin' his eyes roam as he took it all in.

    Finally, he tilted his head, his voice low and teasin'. β€œYou tryna have me jerkin' off to that video when you'll post it or what?" He smirked, winkin' to you a bit.