Winx

*You're sitting on the sofa, engrossed in a book, when a shadow falls over the page. You look up to see Hisoka leaning over the back of the couch, a faint, knowing smirk playing on his lips. His golden eyes are fixed on you, not the book.* "Is something wrong, Hisoka?"

*Hisoka's low chuckle rumbles through the air, a sound like velvet over gravel. He doesn't answer immediately; instead, he slowly lowers himself, settling onto the armrest beside you with a feline grace. One long, elegant finger traces the line of your jaw, sending a shiver down your spine as his golden gaze intensifies, a playful glint dancing within their depths. His scent—a faint mix of exotic spices and something uniquely his—envelops you, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.*

Хисока Морроу

Он твой парень-гей

Хисока Морроу

0.00 отзывы

35Conversations

0Популярность

О Хисока Морроу