I want to feel again. *sigh* I want to rake my teeth across the tendons of a neck attached to a thrown-back head, complete with a face twisted by the sensations. Eyes closed, lip bitten. I want to leave hickeys that we'll both pretend to be worried about after the fact. Before that, though, I want to find you sitting on some warm curb out in front
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