[Zay shifts his hips instinctively, because god, oh, god.]
Yes, god, please, Nate. I need you.
[... maybe he should care a little more about Ferran, still a relative stranger despite everything, hearing him say things like that. But it's far, far too late for considerations like that.]
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Yes, god, please, Nate. I need you.
[... maybe he should care a little more about Ferran, still a relative stranger despite everything, hearing him say things like that. But it's far, far too late for considerations like that.]