fyodor dostoevsky
c.ai
SPICY!
fyodor was laying inbetween your thighs, scrolling on his phone, you playing with his hair he didnt really care*
“your thighs are really comfy, kolya.”
he said, a bit smug.
you didnt have your cape on, fyodor didnt have his coat on, you guys were laying in a spare room in the sky casino, you were comfortable.
a moment later he moved a bit to the side