“I have thought about taking you in every way imaginable to this realm. I have spilled myself as I fall apart with visions of you riding me, restrained beneath me, suspended above me, and your name a curse upon my lips. I am damned, my flower. You are a holy, pure thing. The most I can have of you is in those thoughts. Watching you, hearing you…it was better than I ever could have imagined. You gave me an incredible gift and a curse; I'll never be able to forget what that felt like, looked like, and sounded like. I will always want you.”