FrostbiteWith a shove of the door, te cold air rushes into my face like a long forgotten lover, assaulting me like a madman. I hurry along my way, eager to reach my destination.Frostbite by ~Anuksut
The cold slowly becomes a figure, then a man. It’s Jack Frost, the delusional freeze. His icy fingers wrap around my neck, choking me with their chill. He easily overpowers me, lusting for the soft warmth of my body. The King of Winter bites mercilessly at my earlobes, hissing what are supposed to be sweet nothings into my ear. Instead, they burn the tips of my ears, branding them a deep scarlet.
Desperate for my attention, Jack slaps either of my cheeks. I feel his ov
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