Heartless
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 3h 53m
Ongoing, First published Sep 13, 2020
Mature
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His hand snaked across my waist, pulling me taut against his clothed body, so tightly I could feel every muscle dig into my back. His other arm however, muffled my mouth.

My muffled gasps and protests vibrated off of his hand, voices from outside the tight room we were both packed into got closer.

"All I ask is for you to stay quiet," He whispered into my ear, his hot breath sending chills down my body as his lips skimmed over my neck.

I turned my head to look over at him, still tight in his clutches when the blade of a sword stuck its way into the door I was pressed against.

Almost immediately, Kasnier pulled me closer than before. The lack of distance between us caused a low groan to leave his mouth as I felt his lower body harden against me from behind.

I stayed mute, although there was a variety of noises that dared to leave my own mouth.


The men outside took that as a sign that no one was behind the door, and made their way out. When the sound of a door shut, I let out a gasp and tried to calm my racing heart.

Kasnier, sighed, a small chuckle leaving his lips as he rested his forehead on my shoulder. "You stayed quiet," Another whisper.

"Good girl..."

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