“I—” My knees were weak, so I didn’t protest. I closed my eyes as he sauntered off toward my bedroom, leaning my head back against the cabinets as I tried to catch my breath. “Luna?” My eyes were still shut, and I just hummed in response. “What is this?” “Hm?” My eyes flew open and—oh. Goddess. Zain was standing in front of me—holding my purple vibrator in his hands.
her knees were weak, her arms were heavy, theres vomit on her sweater already
