It was comparable to a drug, and he knew in time it would eventually cause him to lose his mind. Both of them were at risk. The Arabian was grateful to have a friend close-by, as at least this way he knew Kota could intervene if needed. A soft laughter fell from his throat, weight shifting from both hind-legs to distract from the pronounced sensation between. “What should we do? I should sleep, but I can't like this.” |
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