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“What’s got your panties patrolling your pucker today?”
“What-if can’t coexist with right now, Clint. There’s no time for what-if.”
“You being territorial over me feeds my need to be loved or some shit.”
Operation get Clint to fuck me and fall in love was in full effect.
“I fucking love you, Clint. And if you’re brave enough to let me show you, I promise I’ll never stop.”
“The mouth and the heart are connected. That’s why words hurt. I’d never give either to anyone but you.”
“When the curve of your neck stopped being just the curve of your neck. When it became a place I wanted to bury my troubles away in. A place I hungered to breathe from. When the sun in my eyes stopped being a simple annoyance, but a plot of the universe to keep me from gazing at you. When seeing you do what you love stopped only being an inspiration of pride, but also an inspiration for my attraction.”
“I’d rather hear you repeat yourself than spiral through your silences,
“Aren’t forty-year-olds supposed to be evolved, secure, and all that other crap that comes with now knowing who you are?” “It’s all BS. We want to be told our dicks are big, too.”
No one knew me better than me, and I wore my trauma like a badge of honor because if life didn’t hurt sometimes, we wouldn’t have a frame of reference when things were going good. I didn’t want to be fixed, I wanted to be loved for my brokenness.
“When you get over this, and I’m gone, it’ll be my love for you that’ll linger forever. That is what you’ll die wishing you could forget,”
“I wish I’d known I would have had a chance with you, Clint. I would’ve saved everything for you.”
It was my right to love you. A privilege, and I should’ve honored you better.”
“Need to be inside you. Need to be home.”
Clint was my map, my compass, my way out of the dark.
Love should feel like home…
