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Summary
“Morpheus.”
“What?” Hob chokes out, his breath once again vacant from his lungs as His Stranger’s other clawed hand presses into his chest, leaving faint streaks of pink, raised skin in its wake as it reaches Hob’s throat. It curls carefully around his hammering pulse. He leans in close, closer than they’ve ever been, before changing course at the last moment to rest his mouth beside Hob’s ear.
His Stranger hisses: “That is my name. So that you may know what to say into the darkness as you fuck your precious wife.”
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Or: Hob can only have sex with Eleanor in the dark, because he cannot stand opening his eyes and seeing a face that doesn't belong to His Stranger.
Series
- Part 1 of Dreams Kept Secret