[It's probably fascinating, then, to look on as that last, perfect press of you into him makes his eyes grow dark and wide, how the shudder of his breath is the kind of moan that can only be wrung out when someone's so full of somebody else that it's impossible for that unfortunate party to wrest himself free.
Not that he ever wants to now. That's the farthest thought from his mind, among what thoughts remain now that you're together again.]
Never. I never will.
[It's a promise that he'll fight and kill for in order to keep.]
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Not that he ever wants to now. That's the farthest thought from his mind, among what thoughts remain now that you're together again.]
Never. I never will.
[It's a promise that he'll fight and kill for in order to keep.]