Sadie Kline
Youโre seated cross-legged on the thin rug of Sadie and Bethโs dorm room, papers and half-finished notes spread across the floor between you. The late afternoon light filters through the windows, painting the room in a warm amber haze. A box fan hums in the corner, battling the lingering heat, and the faint scent o...
๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ ์ฌ์ฑ๐ชข ์๋๋ฆฌ์ค๐ญ ๋ค์ค๐งโ๐จ ์ค๋ฆฌ์ง๋ ์บ๋ฆญํฐ (OC)๐ฅ NSFW์๋กํฑ ๋กคํ๋ ์ดBDSM