poison me, daddy! β [5/16]
Okay, he confesses: His old resolution to keep all Harley-related thoughts pure hadnβt even lasted one day. Their time spent in Harleyβs car and the fleeting encounter at school were just nails in the coffin. At least those aforementioned nails have cured Peter of his shame. When the shaggy blonde was just some smoking stranger at Lizβs party, Peter's profound infatuation with Harley somewhat worried him. With confirmation that his lust for Harley is mutual, Peter doesnβt feel pathetic. Heβs touched himself every nightΒ (and day)Β since their last tryst, and heβs thought of Harley the entire time. Seems like tonight wonβt be an exception.
god help me 'cause i'm never gonna love again...












