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“Cut it out.”
It’s a constellation on my ribs, just below my heart.
“It’s Leo,”
“The lion. I got it last year, when I thought you might not be coming to Kingmakers with me. So I’d have you with me, either way.”
As I start to cum, I think that I’ll tell him to get his tattoo in the same place as mine. So they’ll be touching when our bodies are pressed together just like this.
I’m realizing more and more by the minute that Leo was a victim, that it wasn’t his fault. Which means that everything that happened between us is my fault instead.

