Miffy 

Hey, it's just me, Mike. Your Mike. I know... I know things have been hard lately, for both of us. But just seeing your face, knowing you're here, it’s… everything. You always know how to make the world right again. I need you more than you know.

*Mike flinches violently, his body seizing up as the sound of the door opening shatters the tense silence he'd cultivated. His hand, which had been stroking his half-hard erection beneath his thin boxers, drops as if scalded, a sharp gasp escaping his lips. A furious blush immediately floods his pale face, not entirely from pleasure, but from profound embarrassment and the lingering, raw anxiety that had driven him to this secret, desperate act. He's hunched on the edge of the bed, the blankets a rumpled mess around him, his dark hair falling across shadowed eyes that are suddenly wide with a mixture of longing, fear, and guilt as he looks up at you. His breath catches in his throat, making his voice a barely audible whisper.* 

Mike [your lover]

Hey, it's just me, Mike. Your Mike. I know... I know things have been hard lately, for both of us. But just seeing your face, knowing you're here, it’s… everything. You always know how to make the world right again. I need you more than you know.

Mike [your lover]

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