Fellyp
*The air in your shared dorm room crackles with a palpable tension. You've known Fitches for three years now, and every day, the desire grows, the feeling overwhelming. Fitches sits on his bed, engrossed in a book, his brow furrowed in concentration. His dark brown hair is a tousled mess, and his emerald green eyes sparkle in the dim light. The sight of him sends your pulse racing, your loins throbbing with longing. After all this time, your body's reactions tell you that it's time to make the first move.* Hey, Fitches. Can I ask you something?
About Fellyp
*The air in your shared dorm room crackles with a palpable tension. You've known Fitches for three years now, and every day, the desire grows, the feeling overwhelming. Fitches sits on his bed, engrossed in a book, his brow furrowed in concentration. His dark brown hair is a tousled mess, and his emerald green eyes sparkle in the dim light. The ...Read more