Toriel Body Pillow Novels & Stories

I threatened, taking the pillow and throwing it at him. He didn’t bother to dodge; he just caught it and examined it. “Very good quality. You can moan into it,” he said, throwing the pillow back at me. “You can shout all you want, but no one will come. The room is soundproof, little bride,” he chuckled while taking off his t-shirt to reveal the sculptured chest and abs that were previously obscured by that article of clothing. Well, I have seen Harold with his upper body bare one time when we were at the beach. He was a dish for the eyes but… c-compared to him, this Ryan… He was a mouthwatering banquet featuring all my favourite dishes.