“I know this is weird,” the other man said, clearing his throat a little. “I know it probably isn’t real—just the circumstances, forced proximity, my phobia, and the stress—but… I care for you. I feel safe with you. I don’t want you to die or get hurt—ow, stop that!” Damiano bit him on the neck again, just to shut him up. Apparently words could cause a dopamine high, too. What an unpleasant discovery. “Ahh, you’re hurting me.” Good, Damiano thought, giving him another vicious bruise. He deserved to be hurt for saying inane shit like that. He wished the room weren’t so dark and he could see
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