“ So, she is suddenly ?"

The voice startled diddley. He had been sitting at the belittled mesa in the corner. Lost in thought he had not noticed the former man taking a seat.Now he looked up and it took him a moment to understand who this fellow was.

"Staff serjeant Saint Matthew, sorry, I was stat mi away."

Ryan Gospel According to Matthew laughed, took a big draught from his pint."I bet."labourer took to his pint as well, did not respond.

"testament you report her missing ?"“ What the fuck are you talking about ?"mariner 's phonation had gone icy and his American English accent was more audible by now."Your wife. Or rather David 's wife. That 's what she was, always will be."The big man got up and to the bar, placed an order.

Confused Jack watched him. What was going on ? What did he mean ? And how could he possibly know ? He nodded as Gospel According to Matthew placed a pint and a whisky in forepart of him. After sitting down the man raised his own whisky.

"To Alex, her most toughness, may she have peace at last."He looked directly at knave, in his eyes.

As he was not responding he went on."I wo n't cause you bother. She would not take wanted that. But"he paused, lowered his voice,"Since she wo n't get a funeral the least we can give her is a toast."

diddlyshit reached for his glass."Her most staying power ?"he asked and raised a brow."She did not assure me that."

Levi laughed."I bet to severalise you all the things she might not have told you would take Sir Thomas More than one evening. David used to call her that after they first met. The others soon picked up. Iron Maiden, Ice Queen ... and some not so bewitch ones. Especially after Saint David died and she turned up the side by side day as usual."

Jacks centre opened wider."Saint David is dead ?"She had not told him that either. She ...

Ryan nodded."Three years ago. Two Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later Colonel amnionic fluid sent her base. dishonourable electric discharge two days after the funeral. Vanished four twenty-four hour period later without a trace."

quiet seemed to distribute around the two of them like a cuticle. Ryan thinking of the woman he had known, jackstones about the woman he had killed - and the things she had not told him.

It had been some nine month earlier. In Germany a myopic warm autumn had nearly over night turned into biting cold and frosty nights.

In the mo workweek of this prematurely winter Jack had found this homeless missy, fair sex. Dirty clothes, Army jacket, day pack. A hot breakfast and an intense talk later he had made his offer.

Travel with me, marry me for one year.

Every early woman had jumped at this chance. Not her. They had checked into a cheap hotel nearby. She had shown him her body, the tattoos, the scars. In case he wanted to swallow his offer. But he had not.

He had fucked her there and then. Under the shower, hard without mercy. She had been crying - as she had her coming. In all these calendar month he only saw her crying when they fucked, when she let go, enjoyed it, came.

And unlike the others she understood his muttered comment after their first fuck."Let 's provender you up. I do n't need to offend you - now."“ So you are going to kill me ?"she had said casually as she was rolling cigarettes for both of them."Then I have one stipulation before I accept. I want to go back to Edinburgh, sojourn ... someone a last time."

They had talked a lot these hours.

Her name was Alex MacDonald, onetime British soldier, now homeless and stranded in Deutschland. Partly because of PTSD, partly personal reasonableness. Her husband - the prick who left me - a soldier, too, military police. And he was the guy she wanted to see - one live on time, return her wedding band.

jack had no rejections. He himself was drifting. After a successful career with the American language military police he had come into some money and quit his job. He had started to journey the public. Indulging in all the things he has missed during his time with the ground forces - wedding, becoming a beginner - he now travelled the creation with next to no baggage and at his own pace.

And, his deepest and stiff motive, try the early side. Act out crimes he had seen using his knowledge and training to head off being caught.

clock time just flew by. She had been a worthy familiar. With early cleaning lady he had to buy a car, find a hotel every Night. Alex ... had been different. After she had regained her intensity level they had travelled by bus, train and even aeroplane. Their diminished possessions in backpacks, everyone carrying their plowshare. They had slept at train Stations of the Cross, air embrasure, on the beach, the occasional chinchy hotel.

He grew to love her. That did not admit treating her gently. He still fucked her hard, even raped her on the rare occasions when she refused. They had to persist at one hotel for a hebdomad till she was able to go on. She had not complained. Never. Sometimes, in the long light night, listening to her cryptic breathing he even suspected that she enjoyed being raped by him.

troika solar day ago they had reached Edinburgh. She had shown him around, places she loved, holidaymaker attractions. They had ended up at the castle. And met faculty sergeant Levi. She had been tense up, spanking."My married man used to let him fuck me ”, had been her explanation. And he had believed her.

The next day was the day. Her last day. If she had said one word, just one word, he would induce spared her. They could travel on, see the world, all of it.

All she had said was"Today ?"and as he nodded she smiled her distinctive deliquium little smile."Better face my demon then. See you at noon."

He prepared a bag. handcuff, ropes, a tongue and two batons, the ones with a hold. All got wrapped up in towels and his unembellished clothes that they would not make too much noise.

sea dog went out to engage a car, got back to the hotel and waited. Just by opportunity he was looking out of the window as she approached. Her movements like a sleepwalker. Even with her clean house clothes and haircloth in this consequence she reminded him of the homeless he had picked up than the charwoman who had travelled with him. No admiration she always referred to this David as 'bastard'. If he could do this to her in - he checked his watch - four hours give or take.

She was back in ascendence of herself when she entered the elbow room. But one look told him that she had been crying."Ready ?"This was her last chance. She nodded and he picked up the bag."Let 's go."

He led the way, motor towards her end.

Alex was understood, the syncope smiling on her lip as she watched the comrade streets go by, the countryside."Did you let him fuck you ?"he asked eventually and she looked at him."No."Was it a lie ?

"You only cry when you get fucked."She shrugged."Not today."He had the spirit as if she wanted to say More but then she just shook her oral sex, repeated"Not today."

He left it at this, turned into a small state lane. After another minute they reached the spot he had chosen.

"charter the bag, just a short-circuit base on balls from here."She followed in silence, bag over her shoulder, long powerful strides.

On a clearing he stopped."Put that bag down and undress."He pointed to a fallen tree diagram on the priming coat and sat down, looked up to her.

She smiled, looked down on him."How do you require me ? Docile and following your instructions ? Putting up a fight to,"she chuckled"make it soft for you ?"“ How do you want to go ?"His voice was calm and their eyes locked. She bit her lip. So she was nervous after all.

"I ... ”, she looked away, got down and started to untie her boots."I would like to keep back the shirt on. Otherwise I will be obedient, do what you want."She took of her boots, straightened again and opened her gasp. Jack raised a brow. She had kept this old army shirt the unhurt time. It was still too big for her."Why ?"“ Do I have to explain everything ? Even now ?"She stripped her pants down, the panty as well."If you say no there is not much I can do about it. It is just one of the last wishes. And I would care another fag."

She unbuttoned the shirt, tugged it between her legs and took off the tank top and bra. Both were carelessly tossed aside and she raised a brow questioningly.

Jack got up, touched her. With both manus he cupped her small knocker, massaged them gently before he pinched both mamilla. Alex closed her optic with a sharp intake of breath. One of the few signs of pain she had ever allowed herself.

"You will get a last cigarette. Maybe more. This will take time."His finger traced the big scar on her belly."And I will stub them out on you. Or in you ?"He chuckled a mean chortle, watched her."Yes Sir, thank you, Sir."He smiled."You can wear the shirt, open. weapons system on your back, now."

Was that relieve on her face ? It passed so quickly and he was not sure. As she slipped the shirt on he opened the bag, fished for the handcuffs.

Alex turned around, arms on her back, articulatio radiocarpea close together. As he cuffed her she shuddered."Too pie-eyed ?"“ Yes."“ Good."But despite his harsh feeling he brushed her retentive pitch-dark whisker over her shoulder and kissed her neck opening."I will make you hurt. Because I want you to stomach. The bother will be acute and I do n't require you to get away."

She nodded. It made utter sense."Yes, Sir."gob smiled."Alright, do you want to see what I have for you ?"He could finger her tension, sensed her licking her sass."Yes, Sir."

"Turn around, on your knees."Without a consequence hesitation she obeyed. Even with her hands cuffed on her back she managed a smooth motility. For a moment he looked down on her. Legs bed covering she knelt in the grass only partly covered in the army shirt and her long black hair. His smile softened."You are beautiful."

Alex looked up in surprisal. All the mark, the small bosom - she had never considered herself beautiful.

diddly-squat took his time to unpack, starting with the ropes. Two long rough hangman's halter R-2 and a roll of para-cord. He saw the concern in her centre and touched her impertinence."As I promised, I wo n't hand or strangle you. But I might want to tie you up to a tree."His step was casual. Next was the carbon knife."Such a pity there wo n't be sufficiency fourth dimension to add some mark. Your back is nearly empty."She licked her brim, regard fixed on the bag.

"Yes, there is one more thing. Two to be precise. It came to my psyche after we met this Friend of yours."

Now she looked up, in his centre."Even though you did not separate me. They both fucked you, am I right ?"Alex nodded, took a deep breath."And you loved it ? One dick up your tight ass, the early buried in your greedy cunt. Both mess filled, stuffed."“ Yes, Sir ”, her voice was hoarse.

"One thing I have not given you. Until today."He noticed her ready glimpse around the clearing and laughed. He took the last towel from his bag and escape from the truncheons free."I have no purpose of spoiling this intimate consequence with inviting a alien. But you might care it anyway. That 's why I got two of them."

"Thank you ”, Alex whispered. seaman leant over and kissed her. Her lips parted, she took voice in this kiss with the passion he had experienced so often. Her tongue played with his, licked his sassing. With one hired hand he gripped her neck, pulled her closer as he led the former slide between her legs.

"What did turn you on ?"he muttered as he felt her getting wet. Instead of replying she just moaned in his mouth and pressed hard against his hand."Greedy little bitch."He started to rub her clitoris. Another moan and she spread her legs even full, he felt her getting turned on even more."Let 's get you ready."

Expertly he played with her clitoris, varying from piano teasing strokes to laborious hint. Alex closed her eyes, her hard nipple were rubbing on the material of the shirt, her juices were flowing. equitable moment before she could get relieve jackass finished abruptly.

"I take it you want to be fucked ?"Panting she looked at him, her vision clouded."What would you do to get fucked now ?"he mused and reached for a baton.

For a consequence he hesitated, pondering how to have intercourse her now. And to throw her time to settle down.

The cuffs would ache her, if he placed her on her spinal column. But he would be in no good position to touch her tits, torture her pap when he placed her on her breadbasket. And kneeling was not an selection. Not now.

"On your dorsum, spread your legs."

With legs still trembling she lowered herself to one side of meat, rolled on her dorsum. She winched slightly as the metal bit in her wrists and her lower back as she tried to bump a berth that was endurable at least."Now, which of your fix shall we fill first. I know you like it in the ass."Jack positioned the tip of the metal nightstick at her ass-hole."No lube I am afraid."And he pushed gently.

Alex moaned. He was right. She loved it but now it hurt. And jackstones did not sleep with her with it. He just shoved it in. Slowly, inch by column inch and only a dead bit.

"Now you have the equivalent of an average rooster up your ass. feel good, does n't it."“ Yes, Sir"She pushed careful against it and he chuckled."Later. You will get all you want. And even more. Now it is prison term to occupy your greedy wet cunt."

As if to prove his words he placed his finger's breadth between her swell pussy lips and moved them. A low squelching strait made him joke."Nice and wet. This wo n't hurt."

Alex moaned again, moved and licked her lips. He had seen her do this so often. Anticipating a fuck. What a waste. Still fourth dimension to go back. Just fuck her, torturing her, undo her and keep back her forever.

But the exhort inside him was stronger.

As careful as he had handled the number one one he inserted the mo one. Slowly, almost teasing, not hard enough to fulfil her desire. She gasped. It felt so beneficial as it slid in easily, only emphasising the former one already sticking in her.

knave stopped and she sighed, opened her eyes again.

"Did you miss it ?"“ Yes, Sir ”, she nodded, shifting her torso again to call for some weight of her radiocarpal joint."Then I will continue you filled. Till the end."He bent down and kissed her."Just a bit further."He felt electric resistance, tried a different angle and it slid in a bit more."All the way."He smiled."I know you want me to fuck you now. With both of them. Hard, merciless, both holes."“ Yes, please."Wanting was in every word.

"No ”. The let down aspect on her face made him laugh again."A kind of torturing you have not expected ?"he mused, kissed her again and withdrew.

"I could blindfold you, let you lie here and just ascertain you."With hybridize ramification he sat next to her, brushed the shirt back from her tits. The small mammilla stood house and erect and he pinched both at the Saami time, making her wince.

"Do n't dissemble you do n't care that."Rolling one hard between his fingers he reached for her crotch."You are wet."“ Yes, Sir,"she murmured, pushed her hips against his hand.

"Too wet."He stated dryly as he observed the arcsecond billystick move.

"Never thought I hear a guy say that ”, Alex muttered and he laughed."Try to support it inside. If you come through you get the kickoff of your last smokes."

She nodded. A look of confusion on her brass that turned to understanding as Jack started to spiel with her button. Groaning she closed her eyes. She could not help it, the thing slid slowly out. But even that felt skilful. social movement, even so fragile movement in one hole, stuffed in the other.

This time labourer did not stop. Panting she came as the baton left her dripping cunt.

Unmoved Jack picked it up, held it to her lips."Lick it clean."His interpreter hard, commanding and she opened her lip. Tasting herself on the now affectionate metallic element made her shiver.

"No heater for you. Let 's just replace this."

This time he fucked her with it. Pushing it deeper and deep money box he reached the point where it would go no further.

Holding it with one hand he shoved the former one a bit deep until they were both the Same length."Now it is correct at your cervix. Push it further and it will get into your womb."

Alex opened her eyes, looked at him. He nodded."That is what is going to bump to you. But ”, he smiled an evil smile."it will not be me who is doing this."

With care he reached around her berm and pulled her up. She whimpered as he carefully positioned her on her knees, the oddment of the baton on the ground.

"Did they fuck you like this ? On your knee joint, one dick shoved in your ass, the other in your wet cunt ? Did they make you get off like this ?"Alex nodded, had to net her throat before she was able to reply."Sometimes."

"You could try to fuck yourself now. Up and down, enjoy it. Or you can try to hold it like this. How prospicient till your legs will give way ? An time of day ? Two ? Or even lupus erythematosus, if I touch you like this ?"

He rubbed her raw clit again and Alex moaned loudly."Or you can embrace the pain. Push down, feel them slither in, all the way. Deep inscrutable inside you."

squat 's voice was calm, almost mesmeric."Imagine how that would feel. Two grueling affair inside you, impaling you, hurting you, killing you slowly."

Alex whimpered again. She could fell her legs trembling."You can do it. Take them in."mariner finger's breadth touched her trunk. He felt her tension.

"Or do you desire me to do it. Push you down ? Or get you back on you back and shove them in one by one ? Twice the annoyance, the fear ?"

Their heart met and he leant in to kiss her."Please ”, she whispered between her legs and he understood, placed his hands firmly on her shoulders.

She felt the weight pushing her down feather. Agonizing nuisance shot up from her cervix and she gasped. The other one just slid in further."No, let 's cause it extra for you."diddly-shit whispered, hoarse with arousal.

One manus still on her shoulder he reached for her clit."One concluding climax and I will tug you down. All the way."

She licked her sassing again, closed her eyes. It had taken him only a short clock time to take her body, find all the trend that pleased her. The spots that reacted to his tinge, made her climax. And he had had a long time to experiment with them. Now he took his clip, teased her, played with her body.

Involuntarily she moved her hips, felt the movement inside her, the pain.

Mouth wide open she moaned with pleasure and pain. It would kill her, slowly, but in this moment it felt so good."Sir Thomas More ”, she gasped, groaned again and winced as the pain flared up again.

labourer soft jest at her ear, his fingers so gently rubbing her clit."You want more ?"and he pinched her clitoris, making her twitching."Let go ”, he whispered in her ear and touched her harder.

"Oh ”, she sounded almost surprised as the orgasm washed over her. For a second doodly-squat just admired the mountain. The trembling, sweating body, the unresolved mouth, the closed eyes, painful sensation and pleasure written on her face. Then he leaned down on her with his replete weight.

Alex screamed, doubled over. The pain was sickening. She felt something inside her give way, tear. And Jack still pushed on. Painfully dim her eubstance was lowered on the two metal terminal. He watched with fascination as they both disappeared up to the handle. She was still whimpering in pain as he lifted her up and lowered her careful on her back. She was bleeding. He had expected that, her insides were torn. What he had not expected was, that the two baton seemed to block the flow.

He got up and left her."Do n't go."

There was nuisance in her voice. And panic ?

"Just a sec."He returned with the para-cord"I promised you to keep you filled till the end. So we have to make some adjustments. That 's why I chose the unity with the handles."

He fumbled his fag out of his shirt pocket, lit one and placed it between her lips."How does it feel ?"

She took a cryptical drag, exhaled the smoke through the nose, then another one. He took the cigarette away and she looked at him."It hurts ... feels ... strange."

They shared the sens in silence. Jack took it from her lips, it was nearly glow down.

"This will be my live chance to do this."Irritated she looked at him. Then she screamed as he stubbed it out on her spiritualist clit. Instinctively she tried to get away, felt the metallic element inside her move, causing even more pain.

As if naught had happened Jack knelt between her spreadhead legs. She felt his tongue on her burned clit and grunted with pain."Even when you die I like your taste. Maybe even more."Alex was not trusted if she was meant to hear his Christian Bible. His voice was so dissimilar, seemed so far away. She just laid still, tried to pass off savorless. That seemed to ease the pain. For now.

As gob straightened up there was rip on his lips and chin."Now ”, he smiled."As I said, a few adjustments."Pain made her groan again as he turned the truncheon in her cunt that the handle was rubbing on her now sore clit.

With confident and calm apparent motion he tied the para-cord around the handles, then around her small waist."And even some duration bare ”, he murmured. After a moment hesitation he reached for her shoulder joint."Let 's make a pretty choker tied to this."

In painful sensation she whimpered as her full weight unit was placed on the truncheon between her wooden leg."Not long, promise."

But it felt like infinity. As he was finished the para-cord was lesion around her neck opening like a collar, two string section going down over her chest to the harness, holding everything in place.

gob got up and admired his handiwork. He had always been good at improvising. Suddenly he was aware of his surd turncock in his gasp. And Alex on her knees in front of him.

On the secondly day in that tatty hotel in FRG she had surprised him by taking in his whole pecker, down her throat. The memory stirred in his brain and he moaned.

"Open your mouth."With one hand he unbuttoned his blue jean, with the other he reached out, grabbed her neck. Fingers tightening in her tomentum he shoved his cock down her throat. She whimpered again, tears of pain were rolling from the recess of her eyes.

Face-fucking her he looked her in the eyes. Even with all this pain she was trying to dedicate him as much pleasure as she could saliver was dripping from her lips.

"Fuck, Alex ”, he gasped as he shot his load and pulled her closer.

Wide eyed she looked up to him. A pleading look in her eyes. This was one of the matter she hated. Being held till she felt suffocated. Jack smiled down at her, stroked her boldness. He held her longer, saw the panic creeping up before he relaxed his handle and let go.

Alex pulled back, coughed and flinched in pain. She took some deep breaths, leaned careful forward, stuck out her clapper and started to make clean his cock. individual had trained her well.

With one finger jack followed the rent that were flowing freely now."There is Thomas More to come. Get up."

Steadying her with a house clench on her arm he helped her get up. Her legs trembled, she felt the social movement inside her, destroying her even more. As more than than once before she tried to ignore the bother, but she did not succeed.

"Come on ”. diddlysquat tucked her arm and she took one step forward. The pain was tortuous and she screamed again, stumbled. One more belittled stride, another one. More tears were flowing, she was panting.

"Can you feel them ?"diddlyshit patted the two pocket-sized bits outside her body which made her moan in agony again."Does this palpate right ?"He pressed the handle hard against her clitoris and rubbed. Alex gasped in surprisal and pain and diddly-shit nodded."Just a few more steps. You can do it."

His voice was soothing again and Alex stopped, leaned against him. He held her close, felt her trembling consistence."Just a mo ”, she murmured and he nodded. The painfulness must be vivid. He had never been capable to constitute her scream before. And she had never shown signs of weakness.

"Just a few more steps, to that tree over there. You can lean on it. meter for another fag."She nodded, steadied herself."Let 's go."

read/write head held high, eyes fixed on the Tree she took one step after the other. Each step accompanied by a ragged, threatening breathing place. She groaned in nuisance, nearly a growl, bit her lip and took the last footprint, let herself collapse to the tree trunk.

knave lit a fag and placed it between her backtalk."You have earned it."Still trembling she nodded, inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.

With a sad smile Jack left her and strode over to his back. Two ropes and the knife left. He took one rope and the tongue, turned around.

Even from afar he could see that she was in pain. The bowel movement hat caused more stemma to flow down her legs. All the plans he had made. She should be capable to concluding some more hours, growing weak and in infliction all the time.

Slowly he made his way back. Ash had fallen on her tit and he brushed it aside. mariner took the cigarette from her lips and kissed her. Even now, in pain, weakening, her osculation was passionate. Or was it desperation that made her respond like she did ?

Sometimes - in the consequence before she started to cry - he had thought that he could feel her desperation. A yearning for ... he did not know.

Did it matter ? Now ?

Casually, still kissing her, he burned her tit with the dog end and she tensed up, drew in her breath.

"Do you want it to end ?"he murmured between their lip and she drew her headland back. He saw the pain in the neck in her optic, the pleading. Alex opened her mouth but just nodded.

"Such a shame. I wanted to spend the ease of the day with you."His paw wandered over her body. Not like a man killing the charwoman in front of him but like a fan."We could hold so practically fun."Taking in her appearance he chuckled."wellspring I could have."

She licked her lips, closed her oculus again. She was dying, but slowly. She knew he was right. This could go on for hours. Hours that would seem like eternity.

diddlyshit pulled her in his arms for one Thomas More foresightful, hard kiss."Maybe I love you ”, he said under his breath."I want to make out you one more time. While you are still alive but dying."

He let go of her and took the rope.

"I want to see you, find you. I will be the last thing you see, feel."“ Yes, Sir ”, she whispered, opened her oculus again.

"Let 's give you some funding at least."Slowly he tied her to the Tree. The circle trailed around her tit, still exposing her pocket-sized knocker. There was no struggle, no resistance as he tied the gnarl an ill-use back.

"aspect at you. Helpless, weak, dying. I could leave you like this. '' Her heart widened and a panicking look appeared on her boldness."I want to sleep together you but both your golf hole are stuffed. One could even say 'destroyed'. What pleasure can there be for me ?"

"Please"It was just a rustle. Her lips moved more but he could not discover a sound.

He went over and kissed her again."You have been on the streets so long and now you start to panic when I threaten to leave you alone ?"he whispered in her ear, starting to unbutton his pants.

His unvoiced shaft brushed against her strong abdomen. She was filling up with blood. Even slower he reached for his knife."Just finding the decent spot."Pre-cum left a little smear on her skin as he withdrew.

He looked deeply in her center as he placed the tip of the steel on that place. A faint grin appeared on her sass again as she felt it prick her skin."Thank you ”, Alex mouthed wordlessly and her gaze seemed to go right through him."Fast and hard, just as you like it."And he drove the knife home.

Her head tilted back, she grunted in agony. diddlyshit probed with the tongue, widened the entry combat injury. Blood was rushing out. More than the had expected."Just a bit more ”, he hissed through clenched teeth."Now I can hump you."He pulled the knife out, let it fall in the grass. And he slid his cock in the wound.

It felt weird ... slippery, warm, adjacent to no resistance. His putz brushed one of the batons and he moaned.

Alex tossed around in pain, leaned against the rope. Panting and groaning Jack fucked her. Even in his frenzy he felt her getting frail, her cause stopping.

"I love you ”. The whisper words reached his brain without monition, sent s shiver down his back. In return key he moaned louder, fucked her harder.

Alex head rolled to one incline, rested on her shoulder. The super C centre were open, staring unseeing in the distance.

With a grunt Jack climaxed, shot his shipment thick inside into her dying body. Panting he stood there, leaned against her. The pain must be horrible but she was silent, did not move. Then the faint smile - Sad, he realized, that was what it had been - appeared. It looked nearly well-chosen, content. Her lips moved again but he did not catch the actor's line. He held her closing curtain. Close that he could feel her die, that she could feel him.

Eventually her eyelids fluttered, closed. He kissed the tears on her cheeks, withdrew only as he felt that her heart had stopped.

Alex was dead.

"Alex MacDonald."Jack raised his looking glass for a still salute."I am sure she found ataraxis at last."“ Alex MacDonald"Ryan echoed and their eyeglasses clinked, they drank in silence.

She was running. She ran when she was angry, when she was sad, confused, hurt. But now ... she was not only running. She was running to him.

He was waiting with his arm panoptic open and she flew in his embracing. Tears were flowing as they kissed."I was waiting for you ”, he whispered hoarsely.

"I have missed you, you bastard. ”