Chayton/Psycho's P.O.V.
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"Now, let go of my hands so I can get started."
Sh.it, I was still clutching her hands. I had gripped both of her small hands in one of mine when I held her face. I wanted her to stop. No, wait, that's not true. Not at all. I wanted her to keep going, but I wasn't sure this was a good idea.
For any of us.
Mostly because this will change everything. Sure, it's just some head, but it's going to change everything for me. I've already been struggling to stay away from her. I'm holding onto my sanity by a fu.cking thread. Having those juicy lips wrapped around my co.ck is going to be my breaking point. But it's Blythe that I'm more worried about.
What if Bly hates herself after? What if she cries? What if she wak
