Ok but to add to that imagine, Dyl wearing his cap forwards all day, youβre flirting and been teasing each other all day and then he finally just looks at you with a smug little smirk as you sit on the couch together, opposite sides and just switches his cap to backwards while he pulls you closer by the leg, you know whatβs comingβ¦..
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jesusfuckingchrist.... this anon got me πππ
I feel like it's entirely unfair that all of you guys all know EXACTLY how to fuck with me. I'm like putty in your degenerate little hands. PLAY NICE! I'm so weak already.













