I’m getting dressed, putting my belt on, when I hear your gasp and the sudden shift in the bed I turn to look at you. “Snowflake?” I say in shock. “Are…Are you okay?” I ask, hoping for a response so I can hear your voice again. I watch as you look at your hands and body, your not wearing many clothes, and you have a few hickeys on your neck, from me.
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