Mutual Possession

Kendrick

Work partner. Life partner. Complicated. Mine.

That's how I describe Spencer. The most important thing being that he's mine. I may not get all of him, but I get as much of him as he can give me. That's all I need. But the want, the desire, it lives under the surface, longing for something, for more, but knowing that more is about as likely as me walking away from him. Never. Gonna. Happen.

Spencer

The only thing that exceeds my obsession with possessing Kendrick is my love for the man—and my ability to do my job. Well, as long as he's not clouding my thoughts.

His existence fuels me. His presence energizes me. His touch grounds me. I need him. And I want him to need me the same way. The thought of him getting the one thing I can't give him from someone else? Death would be more merciful than I would be to whomever had him that way. He's mine. No one touches what's mine.

Then a case falls in our laps. One that shouldn't exist. One that can't exist. One that needs what we do best. One that changes everything.

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