It was just, she wondered. He knew every single thing about her except for that clawing, desperate want. He knew the span of her power, the feeling of her vulnerability, her true name. And she wondered sometimes (more often than she’d ever admit to anyone, let alone herself) what it would be like to be with him. And Grey was a liar too, because she longed for him. Endlessly, immeasurably, ceaselessly.
SEDATE ME!
    
    
      — Oct 13, 2025 08:44PM
    
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