jon walker who is sick like a dog and crashing on the couch so he won’t get you sick but it’s been days and you miss his touch so much. “you don’t even have to do anything” you tell him while he tries to resist you getting into position, separating his legs with ease because he’s so sick and through copious amounts of cough syrup all he can do is complain and reject.

i’m going to hell. will i see you there? :3

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uguagguhagugh this is so hot.