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they are thinking that while a man can have many lovers, he can only ever have one killer.
He shares the fate of obscure occultists and roadside schizophrenics: a lonely enlightenment. Nobody loves or respects him, and nobody ever will.
Copper hair falls elegantly over his brow. He would be sexy if he weren’t the devil incarnate.
Finally, Ivan sits back on his hips. “There’s something very wrong with you,” he says, and gently cups Christopher’s hard cock. “You’re lucky there’s something wrong with me as well.”
He piles up logs and slams his axe into each one in turn. Shockwaves travel through air and soil to find Ash, sitting on a carpet of lichen, watching the wind animate ferns.
He presses a hand to his heart. “I’m flattered,” he says. “That was the artist’s precise intention.” “No, it’s wasn’t.” Ivan settles against the armrest and scans him from top to bottom. “I find it interesting that you follow my disclosure of affection with your own socially unacceptable fantasy,” he says. “Have you heard of social penetration theory, darling?” Chris rolls his eyes. “If we’re playing dirty Intro to Psych, I can bring up misattribution of arousal. Because I think there’s a lot of that going on here.” He puts on a high, breathy falsetto. “Oh, Ivan’s waterboarding me and my heart
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He wasn’t de-stressing after a hard day; no, he had “substance abuse issues.”
“C’mon.” Ash’s raspy voice trails behind him. “Come on. You like me, right? You said you like me.” Jake stalks away from the car. If Ash gets within swinging distance, he’ll punch the kid’s teeth out and he can’t be held responsible. Ash says, “You’re gay, right? Don’t you want—” “Fuck you!” “I don’t know why you’re so mad!” Ash shouts. “I’m tryna do what you want!” “YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT I WANT.”