[That glare does not budge. It is cemented to her face for the time being, clearly unfazed by being accused of necrophilia. The banter is back on, after all. And despite the look she's put on she feels nothing but glee.]
Back to short jokes and kinkshaming, huh? I can do whatever I want with your body. Dead men don't get a say.
alksmalksma ilu
Back to short jokes and kinkshaming, huh? I can do whatever I want with your body. Dead men don't get a say.