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“I’m ready for whatever you got. You want a taste, then come get a fucking taste.”
“Don’t leave me,” I pant against his chest. The mess smeared against his belly is now smeared against mine, but I don’t care. I want it. He pauses a moment, putting his arms around me. “Why would I leave you?” I don’t want to answer him because it sounds fucking pathetic to admit, but this is Ellis, and I’m safe with him. “Because everyone fucking leaves me.”
I love the way things are right now when we don’t need to define anything or fear anything and we are truly free. Free to fall.
Sometimes things have to be broken before they can be truly whole again.
