ㅤ ❝ Yessir Farm Boy , on your ‘command’ . . . you know I’m quite ‘skilled’ and ‘obedient’ now hold on ‘tight’.❞ Dennis said in that siren like voice, his foot stepped upon the pedal. Shifting the gear , he would smoothly and +

ㅤ Dennis rolled his arctic blues. Whenever he’d stay the night in Metropolis with his boyfriend on his work days he didn’t like when Clark got up and dressed to go to work. ㅤ ❝ Work . . . ❞ He repeated in annoyance before +

ㅤ That’s what made Dennis a threat to anyone who perceived him as frail or soft. In part it was his loving nature, dainty alluring voice and peaceful nature. But the more quiet ones are often deceiving. The man had a magnetizing +

ㅤ Icy blue eyes trailed behind the tractor backing up slowly. When it came to a full stop his eyes met the sapphire ones. Perhaps he a tad hesitant at first to plow through Kent family owned but Dennis walked up. He climbed +