“I want to take away the only thing that would dismantle the institution, ruining him with the same stain they’ve smeared upon us.” Aero’s head nuzzles into my neck, where I feel his warm, wet tongue trail up my throat, licking and urging for more. “I want to take his virginity.” He pauses against my neck, his mouth open and his tongue stilling against my flesh. Raising his head, he looks down at me with an unreadable expression. I see the war behind his eyes as he imagines the possibility, with a push and a pull of the heart he pretends to lack. Revenge. Possession. Vengeance. Claim.
