They met in the hush between heartbeats, where candlelight stitched gold along bare shoulders, and when their mouths finally found each other it was slow, reverent, a promise kept with breath and warmth; fingers traced familiar maps, relearning every curve by feel, and the night seemed to lean closer as they moved together, laughter dissolving into sighs, the world narrowing to skin, scent, and the quiet certainty of belonging as they drifted, entwined, into the long, sweet afterglow.

Go back to TF2 4 kills in 16 rounds is wild

garbage cheater

+Rep not a cheater, just cracked af

I KNOW UR CHEATING

I KNOW UR CHEATING