Thirst
The Storm In Him
The rain isn’t the only thing breaking tonight.
Thirst
The Midnight Set
It’s a claiming. And Callum? He’ll take every inch.
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Salt In His Mouth
He didn’t expect to be bent, spread, and claimed. Again. And again. Until all that moved in him was want.
Thirst
Split for Worship
He didn’t expect to be split open, filled, and carried. Again. And again. Until nothing of him was left but devotion.
Thirst
Burn Line
Ren wanted to break him. And under the floodlights, he was ready to be ruined.
Thirst
Salt on His Skin
Bold. Barefoot. And begging to be ruined.