Katherine, you shouldn't. You shouldn't. If I'm not healing, it could be this venom. And I don't want it getting in you.

( even the slightest pull of his shirt makes him keen, writing severely and painfully. he shuts his eyes and presses himself against the couch. he hopes to god that aleksander isn't seeing this.

he doesn't want to scar the dog. )

Oh god, oh god, fuck. Fuck. I can't breathe.