“ So, she is drained ?"

The interpreter startled tar. He had been sitting at the humble mesa in the corner. Lost in view he had not noticed the former man taking a seat.Now he looked up and it took him a moment to realize who this fella was.

"stave serjeant St. Matthew, sorry, I was miles away."

Ryan Saint Matthew the Apostle laughed, took a big draught from his pint."I bet."Jack took to his pint as well, did not respond.

"Will you report her missing ?"“ What the fuck are you talking about ?"Jack 's part had gone icy and his American English accent was more audible by now."Your married woman. 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 about ruggedness, may she have peace of mind at last."He looked directly at Jack, in his eyes.

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

jackass reached for his glass."Her most toughness ?"he asked and raised a brow."She did not tell me that."

St. Matthew laughed."I bet to separate you all the things she might not have told you would pick out more than one evening. David used to call her that after they first met. The others soon picked up. smoothing iron maiden, Ice Queen ... and some not so witching ones. Especially after David died and she turned up the next day as usual."

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

Ryan nodded."Three year ago. Two days later Colonel Waters sent her home. dishonourable arc two days after the funeral. Vanished four days later without a trace."

quiet seemed to spread around the two of them like a cuticle. Ryan intellection of the woman he had known, shit about the cleaning lady he had killed - and the things she had not told him.

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

In the second week of this untimely winter Jack had found this homeless fille, woman. Dirty wearing apparel, Army cap, day pack. A hot breakfast and an acute talk later he had made his offer.

Travel with me, marry me for one year.

Every other cleaning woman had jumped at this opportunity. Not her. They had checked into a cheap hotel nearby. She had shown him her body, the tattoos, the scars. In typesetter's case he wanted to pull away his offer. But he had not.

He had fucked her there and then. Under the exhibitor, hard without mercy. She had been crying - as she had her orgasm. 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 nooky."Let 's feed you up. I do n't need to break you - now."“ So you are going to belt down me ?"she had said casually as she was rolling cigarettes for both of them."Then I have one condition before I accept. I want to go back to Edinburgh, visit ... mortal a finally time."

They had talked a lot these hours.

Her public figure was Alex MacDonald, previous British soldier, now homeless and stranded in Germany. Partly because of PTSD, partly personal rationality. Her husband - the bastard who left me - a soldier, too, military police. And he was the guy she wanted to see - one last prison term, return her wedding party band.

diddly-squat had no rejections. He himself was drifting. After a successful career with the American military police he had come into some money and cease his job. He had started to trip the world. Indulging in all the things he has missed during his fourth dimension with the army - man and wife, becoming a father - he now travelled the human beings with next to no baggage and at his own pace.

And, his deep and strongest motivation, try the early side. Act out crimes he had seen using his cognition and training to void being caught.

metre just flew by. She had been a worthy fellow. With other woman he had to buy a car, find a hotel every night. Alex ... had been different. After she had regained her strength they had travelled by bus, string and even plane. Their small possessions in packsack, everyone carrying their part. They had slept at train post, air ports, on the beach, the episodic cheap hotel.

He grew to bang her. That did not include treating her gently. He still fucked her concentrated, even raped her on the rare function when she refused. They had to stay at one hotel for a calendar week till she was able to go on. She had not complained. Never. Sometimes, in the long open-eyed nights, listening to her deep breathing he even suspected that she enjoyed being raped by him.

Three 24-hour interval ago they had reached Edinburgh. She had shown him around, places she loved, tourist attractions. They had ended up at the castle. And met staff police sergeant Levi. She had been tense, alert."My hubby used to let him fuck me ”, had been her explanation. And he had believed her.

The side by side day was the day. Her finish day. If she had said one Holy Writ, just one news, he would possess spared her. They could trip on, see the earth, all of it.

All she had said was"Today ?"and as he nodded she smiled her typical faint little smile."Better font my ogre then. See you at noon."

He prepared a bag. cuff, ropes, a knife and two billy club, the ones with a grip. All got wrapped up in towels and his spare clothes that they would not make too much noise.

Jack went out to hire a car, got back to the hotel and waited. Just by chance he was looking out of the window as she approached. Her effort like a sleepwalker. Even with her clean wearing apparel and hair in this bit she reminded him of the homeless he had picked up than the fair sex who had travelled with him. No curiosity she always referred to this David as 'bastard'. If he could do this to her in - he checked his watch - four minute give or take.

She was back in control condition 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, ride towards her end.

Alex was silent, the syncope smile on her lips as she watched the associate streets go by, the countryside."Did you let him have sex 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 feeling as if she wanted to say more but then she just shook her school principal, repeated"Not today."

He left it at this, turned into a small country lane. After another 60 minutes they reached the patch he had chosen.

"deal the bag, just a myopic walk from here."She followed in silence, bag over her shoulder, long hefty strides.

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

She smiled, looked down on him."How do you want me ? Docile and following your instructions ? Putting up a fight to,"she chuckled"form it leisurely 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 unlace her bang."I would like to sustain the shirt on. Otherwise I will be obedient, do what you want."She took of her rush, straightened again and opened her bloomers. seafarer raised a hilltop. She had kept this old army shirt the whole clip. It was still too big for her."Why ?"“ Do I have to explain everything ? Even now ?"She stripped her bloomers down, the panty as well."If you say no there is not lots I can do about it. It is just one of the last wishes. And I would like another fag."

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

laborer got up, touched her. With both hand he cupped her small tits, massaged them gently before he pinched both teat. Alex closed her eye with a sharp intake of breath. One of the few signs of bother she had ever allowed herself.

"You will get a last cigarette. Maybe more. This will consider time."His finger traced the big scratch 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. Arms 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, sleeve on her back, wrist close together. As he cuffed her she shuddered."Too tight ?"“ Yes."“ Good."But despite his harsh tone he brushed her tenacious black hair over her berm and kissed her neck."I will constitute you suffer. Because I want you to suffer. The annoyance will be vivid and I do n't want you to get away."

She nodded. It made perfect mother wit."Yes, Sir."Jack smiled."Alright, do you want to see what I have for you ?"He could finger her tension, sensed her licking her lips."Yes, Sir."

"Turn around, on your knees."Without a moment waver she obeyed. Even with her deal cuffed on her back she managed a legato movement. For a moment he looked down on her. pegleg counterpane she knelt in the pasturage only partly covered in the Army shirt and her long Negro hair. His grinning softened."You are beautiful."

Alex looked up in surprise. All the scars, the minor breast - she had never considered herself beautiful.

jackstones took his time to unpack, starting with the ropes. Two foresighted jolty cannabis ropes and a axial rotation of para-cord. He saw the reverence in her oculus and touched her cheek."As I promised, I wo n't hand or strangle you. But I might want to tie you up to a tree."His musical note was perfunctory. Next was the carbon knife."Such a pathos there wo n't be enough metre to add some scars. Your back is nearly empty."She licked her lips, gaze fixed on the bag.

"Yes, there is one Sir Thomas More affair. Two to be precise. It came to my judgment after we met this friend of yours."

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

"One thing I have not given you. Until today."He noticed her immediate glance around the clearing and laughed. He took the last towel from his bag and shook the truncheons free."I have no intention of spoiling this adumbrate moment with inviting a stranger. But you might care it anyway. That 's why I got two of them."

"Thank you ”, Alex whispered. Jack leant over and kissed her. Her back talk parted, she took part in this kiss with the heat he had experienced so often. Her tongue played with his, licked his sassing. With one handwriting 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 fiddling bitch."He started to rub her clit. Another moan and she spread her legs even wide of the mark, he felt her getting turned on even more."Let 's get you ready."

Expertly he played with her clit, varying from soft teasing strokes to hard pinches. Alex closed her oculus, her hard mammilla were rubbing on the fabric of the shirt, her juice were flowing. upright instant before she could get relieve diddlysquat finished abruptly.

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

For a moment he hesitated, pondering how to fuck her now. And to give her time to settle down down.

The turnup would wound her, if he placed her on her vertebral column. But he would be in no dear position to touch her tits, torture her tit when he placed her on her tummy. And kneeling was not an alternative. Not now.

"On your backrest, disseminate your legs."

With ramification still trembling she lowered herself to one side, rolled on her back. She winched slightly as the metallic element bit in her wrists and her low-down back as she tried to find a position that was bearable at least."Now, which of your trap shall we fill first. I know you like it in the ass."Jack positioned the tip of the metallic element baton at her ass-hole."No lubricant I am afraid."And he pushed gently.

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

"Now you have the equivalent of an average cock up your ass. Feels salutary, 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 time to fill your greedy wet cunt."

As if to prove his words he placed his fingers between her swollen pussy mouth 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 dissipation. Still time to go back. Just fuck her, torturing her, untie her and hold her forever.

But the pep up inside him was stronger.

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

Jack stopped and she sighed, opened her eyes again.

"Did you miss it ?"“ Yes, Sir ”, she nodded, shifting her consistence again to charter some weight of her wrist joint."Then I will keep 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 bonk you now. With both of them. Hard, merciless, both holes."“ Yes, please."Wanting was in every word.

"No ”. The disappointed look on her case made him laugh again."A kind of torture you have not expected ?"he mused, kissed her again and withdrew.

"I could blindfold you, let you lie here and just take in you."With scotch legs he sat next to her, brushed the shirt back from her titty. The lowly nipples stood house and erect and he pinched both at the same time, making her wince.

"Do n't pretend you do n't care that."pealing one hard between his digit 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 indorsement truncheon move.

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

She nodded. A look of confusion on her face that turned to discernment as jackstones started to dally with her clit. Groaning she closed her middle. She could not avail it, the thing slid slowly out. But even that felt beneficial. Movement, even so slight apparent movement in one hole, stuffed in the other.

This time Jack did not finish. Panting she came as the billy left her dripping cunt.

Unmoved jackass picked it up, held it to her rim."poke it clean."His voice hard, commanding and she opened her mouthpiece. Tasting herself on the now lovesome metal made her shiver.

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

This time he fucked her with it. Pushing it deeper and deeper till he reached the full point where it would go no further.

Holding it with one hand he shoved the other one a bit deep until they were both the same length."Now it is right at your cervix. Push it further and it will record your womb."

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

With fear he reached around her articulatio humeri and pulled her up. She whimpered as he carefully positioned her on her knees, the remainder of the batons on the ground.

"Did they fuck you like this ? On your articulatio genus, one dick shoved in your ass, the other in your wet cunt ? Did they make you get off like this ?"Alex nodded, had to clear her throat before she was able-bodied to answer."Sometimes."

"You could try to fuck yourself now. Up and down, enjoy it. Or you can try to hold it like this. How foresightful till your peg will have way ? An hour ? Two ? Or even less, if I touch you like this ?"

He rubbed her sensitive clit again and Alex moaned loudly."Or you can embrace the pain in the ass. Push down, finger them slew in, all the way. inscrutable deep inside you."

knave 's phonation was quiet, almost soporific."Imagine how that would feel. Two hard things inside you, impaling you, hurting you, killing you slowly."

Alex whimpered again. She could fell her wooden leg trembling."You can do it. Take them in."Jacks fingers touched her body. He felt her tension.

"Or do you want me to do it. energy you down ? Or get you back on you back and jostle them in one by one ? Twice the pain, the care ?"

Their eyes met and he leant in to snog her."Please ”, she whispered between her leg and he understood, placed his hands firmly on her shoulders.

She felt the weight pushing her Down. Agonizing pain shot up from her cervix and she gasped. The other one just slip in further."No, let 's make it particular for you."Jack whispered, hoarse with arousal.

One hand still on her berm he reached for her button."One live climax and I will push you down. All the way."

She licked her lips again, closed her eyes. It had taken him only a shortstop clip to read her torso, find all the movements that pleased her. The spots that reacted to his touch, made her climax. And he had had a long clip to experiment with them. Now he took his time, teased her, played with her body.

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

rima oris wide-eyed open she moaned with pleasure and pain in the ass. 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.

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

"Oh ”, she sounded almost surprised as the climax washed over her. For a present moment Jack just admired the pile. The trembling, sweating consistence, the outdoors mouth, the closed eyes, infliction and pleasure written on her face. Then he leaned down on her with his full weight.

Alex screamed, doubled over. The bother was sickening. She felt something inside her cave in way, bust. And Jack still pushed on. Painfully dumb her body was lowered on the two metal rod. He watched with fascination as they both disappeared up to the handgrip. She was still whimpering in painful sensation as he lifted her up and lowered her careful on her backrest. She was bleeding. He had expected that, her insides were torn. What he had not expected was, that the two billy seemed to parry the flow.

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

There was pain in her voice. And panic ?

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

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

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

They shared the sens in muteness. Jack took it from her lips, it was nearly burned-over down.

"This will be my finish luck to do this."Irritated she looked at him. Then she screamed as he stubbed it out on her sensitive clit. Instinctively she tried to get away, felt the alloy inside her relocation, causing even more pain.

As if nothing had happened gob knelt between her spreading branch. She felt his tongue on her burned clit and grunted with pain in the neck."Even when you die I like your appreciation. Maybe even more."Alex was not indisputable if she was meant to try his intelligence. His voice was so different, seemed so far away. She just laid still, tried to pass off insipid. That seemed to ease the pain. For now.

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

With confident and calm movements he tied the para-cord around the handles, then around her small waist."And even some duration give up ”, he murmured. After a here and now hesitation he reached for her articulatio humeri."Let 's make a jolly choker tied to this."

In infliction she whimpered as her wide-cut weight was placed on the batons between her peg."Not long, promise."

But it felt same timelessness. As he was finished the para-cord was injure around her cervix like a leash, two strings going down over her breasts to the harness, holding everything in place.

sea dog got up and admired his handicraft. He had always been right at improvising. Suddenly he was aware of his hard tool in his knickers. And Alex on her knee joint in front of him.

On the indorse day in that moth-eaten hotel in Deutschland she had surprised him by taking in his entirely turncock, down her pharynx. The memory stirred in his psyche and he moaned.

"Open your mouth."With one paw he unbuttoned his blue jean, with the other he reached out, grabbed her neck. Fingers tightening in her hair's-breadth he shoved his cock down her pharynx. She whimpered again, teardrop 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 turn over him as a good deal joy as she could saliver was dripping from her lips.

"fucking, Alex ”, he gasped as he shot his burden and pulled her closer.

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

Alex pulled back, coughed and flinched in pain in the neck. She took some deeply breathing spell, leaned careful forward, stuck out her tongue and started to clean his cock. somebody had trained her well.

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

Steadying her with a business firm grip on her arm he helped her get up. Her peg trembled, she felt the movement inside her, destroying her even more. As more than than once before she tried to cut the pain, but she did not succeed.

"ejaculate on ”. Jack tucked her arm and she took one step forward. The pain was Byzantine and she screamed again, stumbled. One to a greater extent small-scale measure, another one. to a greater extent bust were flowing, she was panting.

"Can you feel them ?"Jack patted the two humble morsel outside her body which made her groan in torment again."Does this feel good ?"He pressed the treat hard against her clitoris and rubbed. Alex gasped in surprisal and pain and gob nodded."Just a few more pace. You can do it."

His representative was soothing again and Alex stopped, leaned against him. He held her close, felt her trembling eubstance."Just a mo ”, she murmured and he nodded. The pain must be intense. He had never been capable to make her wow before. And she had never shown signs of weakness.

"Just a few More steps, to that tree over there. You can tilt on it. fourth dimension for another fag."She nodded, steadied herself."Let 's go."

fountainhead held high, eyes fixed on the Tree she took one footprint after the former. Each pace accompanied by a ragged, impenetrable breathing time. She groaned in pain, nearly a growl, bit her lip and took the last step, let herself crack up to the Tree trunk.

seaman lit a cigarette and placed it between her sass."You have earned it."Still trembling she nodded, inhaled deeply and closed her eyes.

With a sad grin jak left her and strode over to his back. Two R-2 and the knife left. He took one forget me drug and the tongue, turned around.

Even from afar he could see that she was in pain sensation. The motion hat caused more blood to flow down her peg. All the design he had made. She should be capable to last some more time of day, growing weaker and in pain all the time.

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

Sometimes - in the moments before she started to cry - he had thought that he could palpate her desperation. A longing for ... he did not know.

Did it weigh ? 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 sassing and she drew her head back. He saw the pain in her eyes, the pleading. Alex opened her mouth but just nodded.

"Such a pity. I wanted to spend the respite of the day with you."His hands wandered over her body. Not like a man killing the fair sex in strawman of him but like a lover."We could have so a good deal fun."Taking in her appearance he chuckled."Well I could have."

She licked her lips, closed her eyes again. She was dying, but slowly. She knew he was right. This could go on for time of day. Hours that would appear like eternity.

seafarer pulled her in his arms for one to a greater extent yearn, hard kiss."Maybe I love you ”, he said under his breather."I want to fuck you one to a greater extent time. While you are still active but dying."

He let go of her and took the rope.

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

"Let 's cave in you some accompaniment at least."Slowly he tied her to the tree. The rope trailed around her breast, still exposing her small tits. There was no battle, no electrical resistance as he tied the knot an stepped back.

"Look at you. Helpless, infirm, dying. I could go away you like this. '' Her oculus widened and a panicking look appeared on her case."I want to fuck you but both your yap are stuffed. One could even say 'destroyed'. What pleasance can there be for me ?"

"Please"It was just a voicelessness. Her mouth moved more but he could not hear 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 operose turncock brushed against her heavy abdomen. She was filling up with blood. Even wearisome he reached for his knife."Just finding the right wing spot."Pre-cum left a small smear on her skin as he withdrew.

He looked deeply in her eyes as he placed the tip of the blade on that patch. A deliquium smile appeared on her lips again as she felt it prick her peel."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 heading tilted back, she grunted in agony. Jack probed with the knife, widened the entry wound. descent was rushing out. More than the had expected."Just a bit more ”, he hissed through clenched tooth."Now I can get it on you."He pulled the knife out, let it fall in the grass. And he slid his cock in the wound.

It felt weird ... slippery, ardent, following to no resistance. His cock brushed one of the batons and he moaned.

Alex tossed around in pain, leaned against the forget me drug. Panting and groaning Jack fucked her. Even in his frenzy he felt her getting weaker, her movements stopping.

"I love you ”. The whispered words reached his mind without warning, sent s shiver down his spine. In proceeds he moaned louder, fucked her harder.

Alex straits rolled to one side, rested on her shoulder. The honey oil eyes were open, staring unseeing in the distance.

With a grunt Jack climaxed, shot his freight deep inside into her dying body. Panting he stood there, leaned against her. The painfulness must be horrible but she was mute, did not prompt. Then the faint smile - Sad, he realized, that was what it had been - appeared. It looked nearly happy, content. Her lips moved again but he did not catch the run-in. He held her closing curtain. close down that he could sense her die, that she could feel him.

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

Alex was dead.

"Alex MacDonald."laborer raised his glass for a silent salutation."I am indisputable she found peace at last."“ Alex MacDonald"Ryan echoed and their glasses clinked, they drank in silence.

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

He was waiting with his weapon wide of the mark exposed and she flew in his embrace. Tears were flowing as they kissed."I was waiting for you ”, he whispered hoarsely.

"I have missed you, you bastard. ”