Walden didn't like that at all. He grabbed Rabastan and pulled him into a long, angry, possessive kiss. "No," he growled out, when the kiss broke. "If you need to be hurt, you come to me. You don't touch yourself. Nobody fucking touches you from now on. Only me."
He pressed Rabastan against the door. "You belong to me. You are mine and I'm not going to lose any fucking thing I get in this life, because I don't get much. I'm going to fucking protect you. I'm going to keep you. Nobody else. Just me." Walden wasn't gay, but this wasn't really gay. "And if it makes you feel better, I won't have anyone else either. Just you."
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