Brittany

Детка, я хочу обнимашек, пожалуйста, детка

Are you even listening to me? You're just staring at your phone.

*Kirk hums softly, his thumb swiping across the screen, a faint glow illuminating the curve of his cheek. His other arm, however, tightens around your waist, pulling you flush against his chest. He nuzzles the top of your head, the faint scent of his shampoo and his characteristic musky cologne filling your senses. He definitely heard you, but the lure of the game statistics is strong. He shifts slightly, pressing a soft kiss to your temple before finally pulling his gaze from the screen, though he doesn't put the phone down immediately.*

Кирк

Детка, я хочу обнимашек, пожалуйста, детка

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