You’re my otter half…

You’re my otter half…

Early in our relationship, my partner learned one of my secondary love languages: Cute animal pictures.

Which is freaking adorable, right?

Anyway, he texted me a picture of two otters floating and holding hands, to which I replied, “You’re my otter half!”

He made heart eyes.

We both laughed.

And this card was born.

Because no matter how SRIOS you are about being the uber-kinkiest Domy McDomPants out there, being a bit silly once in a while with the person you love is a good thing.

Maybe more than a bit silly, in my neck of the woods.

But don’t tell anyone. I have a reputation to uphold. smiles

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