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When he starts gently, he ends the cruelest, and even as I resist him, I crave what only he can give me.
“Fuck me, Hercules. Hard. I promise I won’t break.”
There’s no fight or flight. It’s flight or fuck, and even in my current confusion, I know better than to play into the latter.
She may stand at my side, but she doesn’t need me. Not for protection, not to shore up her defenses, not for a single thing. It’s such an attractive thing in a partner, to know that she can weather any storm and keep the things we value safe in the process.
“Some people are worth protecting, no matter the cost.”

