Noctisardor Bypass life is about creating yourself.

A part of Figment rebelled when she said just once. He knew already that once would never be enough. Not even a hundred times would satisfy his craving for her. But he kept his arguments to himself—he would save them for later when she tried to part from him and he found himself as reluctant as ever to untangle himself from her.

For now, the only protest he had was impatience. And for this feeling, this connection, to ever end.

naughty things ensue.

suppose I’ll go change the tag again lolololol