[ There's a part of his mind saying that it can't be true, that no one belongs to anyone, that's just wrong. But it feels very distant from the visceral, crawling, snarling hunger just under his skin that says yes, yes she is, and wants nothing more than to sink his teeth in and take.
He shoves it down, viciously. He doesn't know why he's so angry about it, but he is, and he's just going to go with it. ]
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He shoves it down, viciously. He doesn't know why he's so angry about it, but he is, and he's just going to go with it. ]
Then I guess I'm yours too.