14/03/2026 14:34

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A distant part of me thought, Fuck, the rest of me agreed, but not in the way I meant it. It didn't really hurt immediately, not like the scratches at all. Why? The vamps took a stripper, alive. He needed a door.

Now here we are, each getting what the other one thought she wanted. He just held on, and I wrapped my arms around his back, held him, because I couldn't not hold him. Maybe a little tighter, a little more intimate, but not much. Did you come to St.