"You're our mate." Gojo coos, nose brushing against your neck. He breathed in your scent as his coils wrapped around your body.
"our ?" you echoed, confused at the plurial use of the term.
"our." is all he answered.
"You're our mate." Gojo coos, nose brushing against your neck. He breathed in your scent as his coils wrapped around your body.
"our ?" you echoed, confused at the plurial use of the term.
"our." is all he answered.
UsageCrisis speaking!
[Hello old or new readerettes!]
!NOTICE!
-Storyline is heavily inspired by Mochi_ro who owns the book [INSANITY],
-exept there will be no insane asylum but instead you are a car...