I forgot how deeply this pairing fucks me up
I've been absolutely fucking shit about writing today, scatterbrained as hell and everything, but...
7000 words in and Torsten's already brought the golden showers.
Classy, Torsten. Classy.
I mean, at least it was *cute* when Jaffar greeted Yassamin by poking his dick through the bedcurtains and waving it at her. But Torsten is incapable of being NORMALLY cute. His idea of cuteness consists of little girls' knickers and transvestite orgies and toilet kinks. Jesus.
I am not sure if I'm going to make it out of this fic alive.
7000 words in and Torsten's already brought the golden showers.
Classy, Torsten. Classy.
I mean, at least it was *cute* when Jaffar greeted Yassamin by poking his dick through the bedcurtains and waving it at her. But Torsten is incapable of being NORMALLY cute. His idea of cuteness consists of little girls' knickers and transvestite orgies and toilet kinks. Jesus.
I am not sure if I'm going to make it out of this fic alive.