“Tell me you need this just as much as I do, baby.” • mr. Plankton

You’ve never called it a relationship, but there’s something more between you than just physical attraction. He comes, and you let him. It’s not just casual , but something deeper that pulls you both together despite your fears and doubts. He’s not yours, and you’re not his, but in those moments when his hands touch your skin, when his breath mingles with yours, you feel that connection between you growing stronger. He’s addicted to you, and you—are addicted to him, even if it’s never spoken aloud. Every time he leaves, you know he’ll return. And you’ll wait, even if you know it won’t lead to anything. But despite that, in the middle of the night, in his touch, in his gaze, you sense a piece of something real, something you both are afraid to admit.

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