Fredrinn has carried the weight of unspoken feelings for too long.
One stormy night, the line between reality and desperate need blurs: Fray is there- alive, warm, close enough to touch.
What begins as raw anger over almost losing him spills into something deeper: heated kisses, trembling hands, bodies finally giving in to everything they've held back.
Fredrinn pours every buried "I love you" into every thrust, every gasp, claiming Fray like he's the only thing keeping him grounded.
They cling to each other after, foreheads pressed, hearts racing in sync- until tears fall, and the quiet truth crashes in.
A single, fevered night of love and loss.
Of wanting what can never be kept.
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