River grabbed your waist, picking you up in the air. You giggled, giving him the lightest peck on the lips. He froze and released you. With a frown, you wondered what happen?
"I'm sorry," he said. "I just need some time to...fix myself."
"Oh, River, you don't need to fix yourself. You're just tainted, but it's not something I can't help clean up."
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Good Boys
Short Story"Boys can't get raped." "Boys can't cry." Some people just don't know. [ 2017 ]
