Tag: dorian-and-ashaya, jealousy, possessive-hero

Where did you get the control sample?” A flash of dark heat raced through him and he knew himself well enough to identify it as a dose of pure jealousy. “From Tamsyn.” A pause, as if she was debating whether to continue. “I know you’d react negatively if I approached a make. You’re… possessive.” “Sugar, I’m way past possessive.” His voice was no longer fully human.