darkness, that's all it was. no little stop of light. not even the tiniest thing. Everything was black. she put her hand out and something pulled her up.
"who are you?" the person demanded.
"...Viktoriya."
darkness, that's all it was. no little stop of light. not even the tiniest thing. Everything was black. she put her hand out and something pulled her up.
"who are you?" the person demanded.
"...Viktoriya."
"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot.
I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into h...