Morning sun came soft through the curtains. Light gold on the bed. On our bodies. On the mess from last nightโsheets stained with cum, pee, sweat, juice. My skin showed marks everywhere: red handprints on ass, bite marks on boobs, faint bruises on wrists and throat.
Rohan slept deep beside me. Arm heavy across my waist. Holding like always. Too tight. Like fear Iโd disappear.










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