Nyx shivered, wrestling with that shame that always came when he chased pain. It was embarrassing, humiliating. The worst part of his blood. Usually he took care of it himself, in private, but there was no private here, not really, and lately that wasn't enough anyway. The bond demanded more.
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Date: 2024-01-20 02:42 am (UTC)"Do it. You have my consent. ...My blessing."