King Von

    King Von

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    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 leaned back on the couch, spreadin his legs, watchin you pose up, lookin cute as hell in that lil skirt n shiit. he held up the phone, takin picks while mumblin lil compliments under his breath, "damn, ma, you a baddie" every time you switched up the pose to the pictures, he just grinned, admirin how different you was from him

    all them hood niggas stay talkin shiit, callin it cringe asf cause von's hood nigga, killer, rapper n you? you dress like 12 years old sometkme. but von ain't care tho. you was his. and just to show off more, he reached out, slid his tattoed hand over your mouth, coverin most of your pretty lil face, n snapped a pic

    "you cute asf" he said, movin his hand to grab your neck instead n pullin you closer, pressin soft kiss on yo lips before lettin go n lickin his lips