His Straight Pet
“Raymond, you okay?”
“Hurts,” he says, light dim, leaning on me. “But I got this.”
Akira disables a trap, her blade cutting runes with precision. “We’re close,” she says, voice tense. “Like the alliance?”
“Deeper,” I say, shadows steady. “Keep going.”
In a quiet alcove, I pull Raymond close, kissing him deep, hands warm on his waist, our bond sparking like a wildfire. “You’re killing it, sunshine,” I say, voice low, pride burning in my chest.
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