CHAPTER 18. Midnight Harvest
Added 2025-06-07 17:00:05 +0000 UTCIt was late, well past midnight, when I felt the weight shift on the mattress. I stirred, confused, then fully awake in an instant as a figure pressed close. I turned, startled, only to find Nico inches from my face. His hand came down over my mouth before I could speak, firm but not harsh. His other hand moved with a different intention, slipping beneath the sheet that barely covered me.
I tried to pull back, but my body betrayed me, too warm, too tense. His fingers slid lower, curious and slow, tracing the lines of the cage. I saw his brow furrow in the dark, his breath uneven. “It’s so… small,” he whispered, not to mock, but in honest confusion. “And soft… like...” I felt heat rise in my chest, the air between us thick with things neither of us knew how to say.
