It had been three days after Spirit had almost gegeven in to Stein’s advance on him and his hart-, hart was still aching. He had wanted nothing meer than to allow Stein to touch him, kiss him, pleasure him, but he knew that it would only end in his hart-, hart being broken again. He couldn’t expect Stein to commit to him. Who was he kidding? He knew Stein would commit to him. It was Spirit himself who couldn’t be expected to commit. He wanted to, but it he didn’t know how. He had never gegeven all of his love to one single person in all of his life. Yet when he thought of Stein, oh how his hart-, hart beat....
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