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“God, I hated wanting so much in front of him, even when he made it so easy.”

Re-reading

“It’s time for it to be about helping you. You come first right now. You’re most important. You weren’t being a baby. You told me what you need, and that’s a big fucking deal. I’m going to give it to you. Always.”

“You deserve that, you know. To be someone’s. To belong somewhere. To be owned hard and fucked hard and loved hard.”

finished friends

i reached a flow state but bro i need to go to barnes and get some fucking books i wanna read HARD COPIES I WANT HEATED RIVARLYYYY

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a fast reader

“This is reality. This is where you belong, this is what you deserve, all of it. Behave, don’t behave, it won’t change that. I’ll still want you. I’ll still take care of you. And I’ll never let anyone hurt you. Now, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll make us some breakfast.”

“Look at that little boy,” he told me when I caught my breath, and I whined and forced my eyes back to the mirror, wiping at my face so I could see. “He belongs here. With me. Right in this bed at night. Right over my lap when he’s naughty. That is my boy and this is where I want him. This is where he stays. Do you understand?”

“I didn’t like being trusted, and I didn’t like being tested, and it seemed like he was doing both.”

“I wasn’t made to feel this good, and I should have known my body would start rejecting it pretty soon, spitting it back out once I swallowed too much.”

“I’m here if you need anything,” he told me. “I’m not going anywhere. And neither are you.”

“I never really liked being touched all that much, but he did it different somehow, I guess. He did everything different.”

“You deserve all of it. You deserve everything. And that’s exactly what you’re going to get.”

“….but when you got used to nothing ever being real or reliable, it was hard to buy into much. That was exactly why I asked the same questions over and over, bugging the hell out of people, because I could never get enough conformation to make me a believer. But he didn’t seem to mind. Every answer was just as patient as the last.”

“You alright?” He rubbed his hand across my shoulders, and I shivered and burrowed into his neck…. before I made myself roll away onto my back. There was a time limit to how long I could let him hold me like that, I guess, before it felt like way too much.
I didn’t know how to answer his question. I wasn’t okay. I was probably never going to be okay. Not exactly a selling feature.”

“Would have been nice if he’d dropped down on top of me and just slid up inside, snuggled up between my cheeks and kept me all full and cozy while I had a little nap. Just fuck me to sleep and shit.”

“I literally wanted to beat the shit out of myself for letting him bring me here, setting myself up for some fall that was going to crush me, like I was as brainless as people thought I was.”