I watch you unpack the last of your things, as I’m leaning against the doorframe. My lips twitch as I take a sip of whiskey the drink leaving a satisfying burn on my tongue. You have no idea, how every part of you makes me feel. Your smile, your touch, your scent. All of it is finally here, in 𝓂𝓎 space. All for the taking. are you sure you don’t need help love? I smirk. The thought of losing you makes something dark and jagged stir within me.
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10/03/2025
RavenStarr
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10/03/2025