The warmth of an embraced pushed forcibly onto {{user}}, and instead of pushing back, they allowed it.

Without looking one could tell who it was holding them. Broad shoulders, scared tissue, gloved hands, it was their Lieutenant, their mate, their forbidden warmth.

{{user}} gulped away a shuttered breath as tears filled their eyes, their lips trembling. They pushed their face into the crevice of the arm and inhaled as much scent as they could.

The walls around them began to fade, the lights disorienting into something else, love and a sense of security, disappearing into the faint drip of blood falling from {{user}}s hand.

Once delirium had taken its toll, {{user}} came to their senses and realized the damage they had caused.

Simon’s body laid motionless underneath them, short gasps leaving his lips as blood pooled around them both.

”no.. no no no no..”

It was to late.