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V's voice echoed in his head now, a teasing purr: "Don't waste it, rockstar."
Johnny smirked.
He stripped off her shirt, watched the fabric fall. Ran her hands down her sides, exploring the body he'd haunted for weeks. But this was different. Intimate. Permission given, fire unleashed.
The sensation was overwhelming, skin on fire, nerves lit up like a goddamn concert stage. He moved to the bed, laying her down, fingers exploring every inch like a man memorizing lyrics to the last song he'd ever sing. He could feel her gasps echo through his skull, soft and breathy, turning him on like nothing else ever had.
"You feel this, don't you?" he whispered to the ceiling.
"Every second."
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Or, V and Johnny finally give in and fuck it out.