“Fuck, no, Frey… I don’t want to…” He scrambles away from me, leans back on the headboard, and lets out a loud exhale. “You won’t,” I whisper. “You won’t hurt me. I know you won’t.”You can’t know that. I don’t know that.” I sit up to face him and slowly run my fingers down the scars on his cheek, tracing down onto his neck. “You’ve so far been the one to save me, Alex Crowley.”
— Jun 13, 2025 09:49AM
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