Once she was gone from around him, he could only sob even harder. He had fucked that up and now she was holding him and that didn't make sense. He couldn't do anything right and she was still here with a broken sub, trying to keep him from shaking apart in the wind. It felt so good, and that only intensified his shame for taking comfort from getting it wrong. No matter what he did, it wasn't coming out correctly.
Then everything fell apart even worse when that indomitable spot of heat moved. His Dom had stood from his spot and, in his own breakdown, he couldn't track where his Dom was going. When he felt his Dom by his side and trying to praise him, he merely pressed himself further against her and tried to escape it. No, he didn't deserve anyone as wonderful as his Dom, hadn't he just proven that more than anything else? He was broken and unfit for someone like Cross. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him by letting his Dom keep such a worthless sub around. "No, no, no," he murmured between his sounds and breaths and what stillness he could force the words through.
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Then everything fell apart even worse when that indomitable spot of heat moved. His Dom had stood from his spot and, in his own breakdown, he couldn't track where his Dom was going. When he felt his Dom by his side and trying to praise him, he merely pressed himself further against her and tried to escape it. No, he didn't deserve anyone as wonderful as his Dom, hadn't he just proven that more than anything else? He was broken and unfit for someone like Cross. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him by letting his Dom keep such a worthless sub around. "No, no, no," he murmured between his sounds and breaths and what stillness he could force the words through.