Veins of Winter

Veins of Winter

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 19, 2025
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This wasn't how it was supposed to go. I was supposed to be in bed, sleeping. Maybe some meditation music playing. My cat curled up on the edge of my comforter as I drift off soundly. That's not how this is playing out now. Not when I'm curled up in his arms, blood running down my body. I can't even tell if it's his or someone else's, anymore. God, I need to get some sleep.
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His jaw tensed as he scratched the back of his head. I couldn't help but stare at his muscles. I frowned at myself. Damn my dirty mind. I shook off the thought, looking at his face and meeting his eyes. He jumped slightly, almost, ALMOST falling backwards off the bed. "I thought I told you to stop that." He snapped at me, a look of annoyance crossing his face. "And what is it that I'm doing exactly?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "You keep," He paused, frowning deeply. "looking at me...." What?! Jesus, this man has a lot of nerve.... ⇥9NjZVi1m⇤

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