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The sincerity there had my chest tightening. The impulse to hug him was too strong, and I pushed past his hold to wrap my arms around his body. It was the first time touching him this way, and it was comforting and I melted into it.

He felt pretty real and strong for being covered in bones. I squeezed tight before letting go. My monster didn’t stop me but I didn’t want to run him off either.

“Thank you, Monty. I’m glad to know it wasn’t because you didn’t care,” I managed to whisper.

My voice broke, but I needed to get those words out, to finally give voice to how I felt. Having him close by, helping me out of tight spots and listening to me when I needed it, meant everything to me.

Before I’d been medicated, the world was too chaotic and full of shadows to give him much thought other than relying on his presence. Now, with a mostly clear mind, I could see it for what it was.

I’d formed a friendship with my imaginary friend, and sure enough, I needed him in my life. Having him here felt like the world was right again, the scent of his embers and stormy rain, the feel of his cold, the taunt in his voice, it all called to me on a primal level.

“If you touch me like that I’ll be forced to show you what you mean to me, little human. You’re mine, think of that before you look at any other man,” he husked in my ear, the lustful promise sending a shiver through me.

An image I hadn’t considered before formed in my mind and my pussy throbbed with need at the thought of him fucking me… knotting me. Was it beyond friendship? Did I find him attractive?

He was a monster, maybe not even real ... it was wrong, right?

If this encounter taught me anything, it was that he felt real. Maybe that was enough.

“I’ll spear you on my cock until you babble my name like a fucking prayer. But you’d be at my mercy, suffering until I allowed you to find your release. Would you like that, little human?”

I fucking loved the picture he painted.

Monty moved closer as he seductively purred out his promise. A shadowy finger trailed down my cheek, and it felt like my skin was on fire for a moment, then soothed away to a soft sting.

A whimper escaped, and his low chuckle did nothing to calm my now raging lust. Then the door opened and he disappeared in a swirl of smoke, leaving me flushed with my chest heaving, and if I had balls, they would be blue.

“Hey, are you okay?” Hiro asked as he rushed forward. Thankfully, it was him of all people, and he seemed concerned, not realizing why I looked like a mess.

Would he smell the slick running down my thighs?

No worries, Hiro, just lusting after the monster in my head.

Instead of saying that, I defaulted to the weird session I’d just endured.

“Dr. Bradley is crazier than I am,” I said with a sigh, shaking out my body and grabbing my backpack. I’d been sent here after virtual class and had to bring it with me.

“He tries.” Hiro shrugged. “He’s better than Vane.”

He whispered the last part, and I found myself reaching for him, letting our fingers clasp around each other in solidarity.

For a moment I thought he was switching to Roman. I’ve noticed he freezes in place, eyes going vacant. It seemed this time he fought it and won.

Hiro might not have come out and said what had happened to him. But I had a feeling I knew, and it made me hate the doctor more.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered.

Seeing him shake had me squeezing his hand harder and resisting the urge to pull him into a hug. I didn’t want to make it worse. Trauma was hard to face even in small doses.

“How long have you been here, Hiro?” I asked quietly.

We were walking down the hall with no real purpose in mind. But I was starved for touch enough that I didn’t want to pull away.

“Do you want to sneak outside?” he asked instead of answering. I nodded and he rushed to the security station.

“Hiro,” the old man greeted with a familiarity I hadn’t expected. This was not their first encounter.

“Can we be let out in the courtyard?” Hiro asked in a small voice.

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