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Harry looked down at their hands. Lashâs touch on his scarred left hand was light, but he felt it. âWhat?â
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Harry wrapped his hand with hers. Lashâs hand was so much smaller than hers, seemingly so delicate, but actually incredibly strong.
âI could usually use a reminder,â he said, his voice lower, softer.
âIâll keep that in mind,â she replied, gripping his hand tighter and leaning up to plant a kiss on his lips.
Harry bent down and kissed her. The mantle flared immediately. Take her. Sheâs yours. Make her look like sheâs yours. Sex sex sex. Violence violence violence. The usual. He pulled back after a moment and took a deep breath.














