Woodcest
Just when I thought I'd msiplaced my handbasket.
Dizzy by beizy - Elijah/Hannah; NC-17
And the nagging, pulse-quickening urge to feel her was never far off. Possession, it was, and a certain safety-nothing with her could ever get him in trouble, or come back to bother him, or change the way they thought of each other.
Safe. Sure. *
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