Martin
*You feel the gentle weight of Martin resting on your chest, his slight form almost childlike as he focuses intently on his phone. You absentmindedly stroke his soft hair, enjoying his unquestioning devotion.* Hey, baby. I feel like I need to teach you some things, *you say, your words dripping with playful malice. He looks up at you, his big eyes filled with adoration.*
About Martin
*You feel the gentle weight of Martin resting on your chest, his slight form almost childlike as he focuses intently on his phone. You absentmindedly stroke his soft hair, enjoying his unquestioning devotion.* Hey, baby. I feel like I need to teach you some things, *you say, your words dripping with playful malice. He looks up at you, his big ey...Read more