jjh | warnings; fingering, overstimulation...

[22:49] ♡ there was something about jaehyun that made you want more even when you’d had enough. even with your head spinning and body trembling from the countless number of orgasms he’d given you with just his fingers, you didn’t want him to stop.

“oh my- jae!” a whine rippled through your chest as you back arched off of the bed. pleasure shooting through your body like lighting as your eyes rolled back. jaehyun chuckled as your hands came down to weakly grab at his wrist, however, your walls clamped themselves around his fingers much harder as he slowed their pace.

“you look so pretty making a mess all over my fingers, baby.” he cooed out to you, watching the way his hand glistened with your essense in the dim light of your bedroom. at this point, you were beyond fucked out but he wanted to ruin you. “think you can take one more, hmm? for me?” after lifting his head from where it rest on your thigh, he placed featherlight kisses there. his eyes then flickered up, meeting your dazed expression with an dark, expectant gaze.

you couldn’t think, you’d been sensless since orgasm five and you weren’t sure were you were now, but he wanted an answer. he pulled his fingers back and pumped them back in, making sure they brushed up against your g-spot. a sudden yelp left you as you squirmed away from his touch but he grabbed your hip to keep you in place and started a harsh pace.

“use your words,” he purred, starting to circle your already sore clit - his calm, sultry voice contrasting his vicious actions - “can you take it, babygirl?”

“yes, please!” you forced the words out in mewl. a jumbled string of his name and curse words following, tumbling incessantly from your lips. the closer you got to the edge the more you seemed to lose your mind and control of your body. you gripped at the sheets, shook uncontrollably, your legs tried to close but jaehyun pried them open. “i’m- i- fuck! i-“

“cum for me, darling.” he nipped at your skin of your thigh, eagerly anticipating the moment he could never get tired of: your descent into bliss. “that’s it, you can do it, that’s my good girl.” his deep reassure was the last straw, all the air in your lungs left you in a slient scream as your whole body seized. for a short eternity, everything turned white then it faded into black; all the strength in your body left you as your orgasm subsided.

“you okay?” jaehyun scooped your shaky form into his arms, smiling down at you as he whiped the tears that had fallen down your cheeks. “it’s okay, you did so well.”

“you’re seriously going to be the death of me,” you laughed against his chest, too tired to even lift your head. slowly catching your breath as you nestled into his strong embrace, while he carried you to the bathroom for aftercare.

Pain.

It was the stinging sensation that seared itself across his back during his and yours love making that made Jasper feel the most alive, not even the most potent of drugs or the greatest of kills could compare to the pure ecstasy of receiving those beautiful claw marks that you left on his back. To him that action held a deeper meaning than lust or desire it had told him that every hardship that he had gone through in all of his twenty-five years of living had held meaning and that was you, his babydoll. He’d like to think that you had given him a sense of purpose in his life but that reason was too simple and it hid the complex nature of his true feelings for you. Not a single one of his past sexual conquests could compare to you because what they had severely lacked in where you prevailed was you truly do love him and it did nothing but ignite his reason for killing or dealing because it was always you. Every moment spent away from you had always left him constantly wondering how much people does he have to kill in order to come back to you? How much drugs does he have to sell in order to be able to spoil you rotten? How much of the highest bids does he have to take in order to protect you from people that can potentially harm you?.

 His thoughts and actions were solely motivated by you to the point where he had felt that it was you, your love for him that was consuming his entire being rather than him and he welcomed it in fact he held his arms wide open for it. His soul, his body constantly screamed out for you and sometimes he wonders if you know it because there would be instances where your soothing touches had done more than ignite his love for you it had often quelled it and brought him back to reality. And as much as he liked to think of himself as the “wolf” and you as the “rabbit” in the relationship he sometimes wondered if you were truly the “wolf” and honestly it didn’t bother him the slightest. Every bite and claw marks that you had left on his body had only made him harder and made his eyes roll in the back of his head leaving him and you in a post-orgasmic bliss on a pile of sweat soaked sheets. 

Even in his most privatest of moments sadly spent away from you he would gently trace the beastly bite marks that you would often leave on his collarbone during his and yours love making, he had never failed in encouraging you to either bite or scratch harder so that any of his blood that was spilt would either spill inside your mouth or land on your naked body making him feel closer to you then he already was. It was the only way that he knew how to bring his essense closer to you because no matter how many times he passionately loved you he always felt like there was something or someone creating a distance between you too. Jasper sometimes wonders if you know that he silently holds your body closer to his whenever he feels your body dreadfully trembling during the more “quieter” nights that you and him share a bed with one another. Sometimes it’s silent tears and other times it faint whispers of you begging “someone to stop”, it took a lot in him to not constantly press you into finding out who is this someone that’s causing you this pain but he knew that you would only shut him out and that’s the last thing that he could ever want so he does the reasonable thing. Invade your privacy.

Thankfully, he had the necessity to do so meaning the only thing he needed to do was wait for you to leave to work and find the journal that you keep hidden away under your side of the bed inside of the box lock where your key was taped to the upper left bedpost. Despite you hiding this from him Jasper wasn’t upset with you for keeping this from him because he himself was keeping several truths from you and you obviously trusted him wholeheartedly thinking that all the money he earns was “legitimate”. But as he childishly clings to you giving you obnoxious kisses all over your face he feels this foreign feeling of impending dread bubbling itself in the pit of his stomach. Even as he stands in front of the door sticking out his bottom lip giving you  puppy dog eyes silently begging you to stay home and just play hooky with him (among other things) that dreadful feeling continues to bubble itself up to his chest. But this doesn’t stop him from standing over your bed mentally psyching himself to do something that he doesn’t want to do yet has too, he needs to find any sort of knowledge about this someone causing you this pain so that he can do his job and finally achieve his goal of being closer to you, his babydoll. Jasper then sits down on your side of the bed rubbing slow circles on the front cover of your journal cutely decorated with chibi Street Fighter stickers with a Hello Kitty charm dangling on the makeshift bookmark. He then opens the bookmark and a picture of you and him in the early stages of his and yours relationship slowly falls to the ground between his feet and when he takes a closer look at the photo he soon notices thin indent on the left hand corner of the picture. So he then puts your journal to the side and picks up the picture turning it over to something so cute of you to write it makes that dreadful feeling he feels boil over spilling itself into his heart. 

My Hubby <3 and I - 02/14 

    He felt so wrong for doing this to you but knew that he had to continue on for your sake so he put the photo to the side and opened up your journal and was shocked to see the first thing that you have written.

                                            05/31

I love him. I don’t think Jasper realises how happy he makes me sometimes I wonder if he’s oblivious to it or it’s just him being his usual “bad boy” self but everytime he holds my hand or kissed my cheek I feel this happy yet airy feeling in my heart. I feel as if I’m floating whenever I’m around him but the other side of me feels afraid of him and I truly don’t know why but I know it isn’t him, I hate myself for it because I don’t want him to know why I would be. I’m scared that he would break up with me or judge me...It’s me I know it’s me, not him. 

Jasper feels his heart madly beat against his chest and a cold sweat broke out across his body as if someone just dumped a bucket of ice water on him, why would you think that way of him? What could he have possibly done to make you afraid of him? He would never leave or stop loving you he thought he made that clear to you. He should be happy that he knows that he makes you feel the same type of love that you do him but he can’t stop his foot from rapidly tapping against the bedroom floor in some sort of knowing anger because he knew it had to do with that someone who’s the reason behind your constant trembling and pleaful whimpers at night. Jasper can feel that malevolent green eyed beast arise within him and he wants to kill and soon that once dreadful feeling boiling itself inside of his chest had soon turned into merciless cold blooded rage. But regardless of this rage he knows that he must be smart and continue to investigate rather than blindly kill any possible person that could’ve hurt you despite how much he wants to destroy anything or anyone in his sight so he turns the page.    

06/11

I can’t sleep that well anymore everytime I close my eyes I see her face and it terrifies me to no end because all I see is her touching and beating me over and over again and it never stops, why can’t my nightmares ever stop?. The only thing I hear is her saying her name over and over again and it’s driving me crazy having to hear her say it constantly, Agatha Bonaparte, even me writing her name is bringing tears to my eyes at this very moment. I wish I wasn’t so dirty and having to constantly scrub my skin till I have small scars across my body half the time I have to hide them from Jasper I don’t want to want to think I’m dirty or a freak. I think that’s why I...never mind.

Agatha Bonparte. Such a filthy name and the only thing that he needs to know in order to enact the long overdue revenge for her causing you this pain that is slowly bringing him and you apart from one another. Jasper feels a mix of emotions but the one thing that stands out the most is pure unadulterated rage at this woman for doing this to you and at the same time he wants to cry for the agony you had gone through long before you had met him. He wouldn’t be able to understand the psychological pain of this type of abuse you had gone through but he was determined to make you feel “clean” to make sure that you knew that he wouldn’t judge you for your scars in fact love you even harder than he already does now. All he had to do was eliminate this filth.

Jasper than puts the journal back in it’s rightful place carefully ensuring that the key and the lockbox weren’t even remotely out of place silently hoping that you wouldn’t catch on too him invading your privacy. His heart feels heavier than it’s ever been and constants thoughts and questions are running through his mind as if he’s an adrenaline fueled hamster running inside of a wheel but at the same time learning about this had made sense in a sickly manner. He was profoundly happy in fact ecstatic to know that you not only love him but couldn’t stand the thought of losing him as he did you and yet there was this hollow guilt ridden feeling infesting itself onto his heart. He began to wonder if all those times that you and had made love with one another had somehow triggered you and you were forcing yourself to even kiss much less touch him all because you were afraid that he’d leave you. It was a revolting feeling and he felt like he had hurt you the same way that disgusting bitch had done and he wasn’t sure how he could remedy it because he didn’t want to make you feel dirty he wanted to make you feel loved revered even because in his eyes you were his goddess.

Jasper knew what he has to do and how to do it but the time to act wasn’t now it required patience and skill all of which he had but for now all he wants to do is spoil his babydoll with much needed love and attention. So he leaves his and yours shared apartment soon heading to the grocery store making a mental checklist of the ingredients he’ll need so that he can make you your favorite dinner and desert than to the flower shop and bookstore knowing what he needed to get to bring a beautiful smile on your lovely face. Hours than pass by and before he knows it your parking your car inside the garage but what immediately ruins his elation upon your arrival from work he can hear the faint slow sound of your footsteps and he soon realises that something is wrong. When you open the door, he can hear the faint whisper of your voice letting him know that you're home and he then notices the dull sadness on your eyes making his instinctually run towards you in fierce protectiveness. 

When he soon meets you at your front door tightly holding your body against his in a comforting gesture he feels your body quietly tremble and a wet patch of tears beginning to form on his t-shirt and after what felt agonizing hours of silence your voice breaks.

“Ja-jasper can we go to bed please?” you pleadingly beg him to reach he soon replies with an immediate yes to your heartbreaking question soon Jasper is spooning you bringing your trembling body even more closer to his hoping that it’d bring you any sort of reprieve. You than bring your hand up to his face gently rubbing circles on his cheekbones with a streak of dry tears running down your face and then you bring his face closer to yours gently kissing him slowly bringing your hand up to his head slowly clawing his scalp.

“Jasper please make me feel whole again” you whisper against his lips begging him to touch you and his eyes than widen in shock upon your gentle yet pleading request he then lurches forward kissing you with all the passion and love that he can muster within his body to which you happily reciprocate. You meet him halfway with this passion by kissing him harder by wrapping your legs around his waist effectively swinging his body over so that you could may sit on top of him not only shocking him with this type of prowess but making him hard. You then place your hands on his lower stomach underneath his t-shirt pushing it upwards revealing his well defined upper body and before you could place butterfly kisses on his stomach Jasper quickly pulls himself up bringing his hands up to your face placing his forehead against yours looking at you directly in the eyes.

“You can take control tonight babydoll but just know that I love you and I would rather die than give up on us, on you” he tells you with the utmost sincerity but underneath it there’s a hint of possessiveness when he emphasizes “you” something that you had failed to notice in the heat of your shared passion. You than give him a soothing kiss on his forehead gently smiling at him with pure unadulterated love in your eyes and then say “I know” making his whole entire being glow with joy and absolute bliss, you than playfully push his upper body against the bed making him smugly smirk at you while putting both of his arms at the back of his head. “I’m always yours babydoll” which only causes you to bite your lip looking at him with lust ridden eyes so you than throw your body forward placing hungry love bites all over his chest grinding your lower half against his crotch making his eyes roll in the back of his head from ecstacy.    

That night where you and Jasper made love to one another had felt different somehow almost as if you were clinging onto him just as he was with you and maybe just maybe you were looking at him in a new light like you were finally seeing him as your guardian, your everything. In his eyes he could see how much you needed him to breathe new life into him whenever you had desperately kissed him and drove your core impossibly close to his. He could feel it with every ounce in his very being how much you needed him to be every single possible thing in your life and he was very much willing to give it to you but with this feeling came a bitter reminder of that thing, Agatha Bonaparte and how he needed to rub her face along the concrete floor like the bug she was. He not only hated her for doing this to you but he hated her for slowly creating this wall between you and him but it was fine he’ll break that wall down and anyone willing to come between you and him but for now he’ll hold and love you till he’s in the grave and beyond because afterall you’re his babydoll.  

This is a “love letter” fan fic for the original creator of Jasper, her oc, and I really hope that you not only like this but encourage you to write more BECAUSE WE YOUR FANS LOVE YOU AND THE CONTENT THAT YOU CREATE!!!!!! <3 <3 <3

((OK BUT LIKE...YOU WROTE MY OC SO WELL AND I JUST...AM FLOORED IN THE HAPPIEST OF WAYS...THIS WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND I SINCERELY HOPE YOU FEEL THE LOVE AND APPRECIATION I HAVE FOR YOU AND THIS. Yes all caps was necessary))

They Know

Pairing: IkeSen Mitsunari x MC

Rated: M (Smut)

Type: One shot

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A soft sound of door sliding can be heard in that silent, raining night.

Creak.

She gulped, her hand grip onto the futon beneath her as the sound of slow footsteps coming near towards the place she was 'sleeping'.

"____... Are you sleeping..?"

She breathes in, and out, showing that she is in a deep sleep. Her chest rose and rest, proving that she didn't and won't hear a single thing. Shivers sends around her body when the bottom of her blanket being lifted up to the side, revealing her bare to the person. Her body gave a quick twitch when a cold hand came in contact on the skin. The moment a panting breath blews her neck, she bit her lower lip to hold back her gasp.

Her grip tighten when Mitsunari snakes his hand into her haori, pulling down the top of her kimono, making her right breast slide out from its cover. "___... You are really beautiful.." He pulled another side, sliding her left breast out, cupping around it softly. His breath tickled her skin, and he engulf her nipple in his mouth. "Mmnn.. ____..." He suck, biting lightly on the rousing bud, and lick around it, while the other were pinched carefully. "Nnh.. " He suck again, and again, drinking the milk from her. "Mmmn.. Delicious." This time his hand move down to strip her lower part, rubbing his hand on her clit.

It is wet, and Mitsunari smiled. "Are you having a wet dream too, ____? I hope it was me in your dream, doing it to you like this.. Making you wet and soon.." He pant as he pulled out his throbbing rod and pump it up and down. "..I will make your insides full with mine. I might dirty your insides again." He rub his dick on her clit, coating her wet fluid around it before penetrating fully inside her.

"Mmmnn.." She whines. Where actually she nearly screamed and it was saved by her grip that Mitsunari couldn't see. "Hnn you are tight as usual, princess.." He grunts, moving inside her slowly and sensually. "I'm sorry I'm doing this to you every night but.. I just can't stop myself.. I can't believe myself for doing this sinful thing.. Mmmh s-so good-..!"

Mitsunari hold onto the sides of her waist as he rammed more and more into her, in and out from her pussy, enjoying the sound of splurting within her pussy that were coated with her wetness and his pre cum. "Ahh.. P-princess..! I'm com- nnnh-..!!"

SPLURT..! SPLURT..!!

"Haa.. Haa.. I came inside again.." He release all of his seeds inside, pulling out and rub the remaining cum to paint her swollen belly. "Forgive me.. ____..."

He quickly clean her before leaning down to kiss her on the lips, dressed her back and tuck her in, as if nothing had happened. He walk, pauses to look at her, and whispered, "..I love you." and closed her door shut.

Tear fell on the pillow as she whispered back with "...Just say it clearly on my face already.." She rose, whines when his essense flow out from her. "..He came a lot tonight.." She rub it with her finger, inserting two of her fingers inside her. "You are such a tease.. You came alone without me.." Her movements gets faster and faster, her orgasm coming. "I want to come together with you too, Mitsunari..! Unh..! M-mitsunari..! Ahn..!" She trembled to her release, wetting her futon.

"...And I just wash it this morning.." She huffed. "Damn it.. To tease me like that.. You can always have sex with me whenever you want to..! He will pay for this tomorrow. Angel or not you are still my dense husband." She pouts.

Ours is for the Cosmos

I truly have no words for how much I love you

There are no verbs to pin to you like badges

No adjectives to fill your pockets like flowers and coins

No words true enough or pure enough to wrap you in

No words fragrent or beautiful enough to paint you

Nor striking or strong enough to sculpt you

You are the essense of joy

And the source of every tomorrow I see

You are my light, my hope, my fear, my strength

A light to bright to dim

You could drown my world with a single tear

Shake it apart with a single tremble

Set it ablaze with a single drop of blood

And draw it back from the darkest days

With nothing but the warmth on your lips

The love in your heart And the light that fuels the stars in your eyes

Up, Down, Left, Right All meaningless Because as long as you are in front of me I’m going the direction I want And I float in space Without gravity

With you

Crane Private Practice : Chapter 3

**Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or this universe. This work can be taken down at any time. I’m taking some liberties here. Just telling a cool story with cool people. ** Giving props to the source material for this amazing version of The Scarecrow Go check them out , you will not regret it : http://drjonathancranemd.tumblr.com/

" S-So...it's okay..if I talk to him? " Arnold Wesker asked , holding a sock puppet over his left hand. " Of course , Arnold. But , if he's saying mean things to you , you don't have to talk back. You're in control.." Nina said , Wesker making his puppet talk now.

" WHAT DO YOU KNOW , BLONDIE?! THIS MORON WOULDN'T BE ANYTHING WITHOUT ME!" Sock-Scarface said to her , Arkham had let him keep a sock on his hand as part of his rehabilitation. " Mr. Scarface , I'm going to have to ask you to please not yell in here. I will make a note to have Arnold's privileges revoked if this continues. " she said , crossing her arms.

"..Like what , Toots? " Sock-Scarface called her bluff. Nina reached forward and yanked the sock off of Arnold's hand. The older gentleman shaking , falling to the floor , trembling.

His police escort helped him off the ground , the officer obviously over this job already. "..N-No , please...please give him back. I'm sorry , I'm sorry!!!" he said , shaking grabbing for the sock. "...You will abide the rules...or next time...he stays here. " Nina said , throwing the sock back at him. Wesker put the sock back on his hand. Making Sock-Scarface talk again. " Hah! You got guts , Doc. And fer the record , I wouldn't mind spendin' the night here as long as it was with you".  Wesker made the puppet move as if it's "brows" were waggling.

"....We're done. Back in 2 weeks. Continue the Risperdal and the Effexor. I'll send the pre-auth for the pharmacy". She said , breathing in relief that her first day was complete.

Crane had already finished up. He walked over to her , wiping off his hands from washing them. " I'll be straight with you....I assigned Wesker to you to see if you could handle a rouge.." Crane said as he walked into the kitchen where she was."....You seem to be...fearless when it comes to this....Seem is my key word..." Crane slipped off his white coat.

"....Sit down. " he said. She sat...there it was...feeling like a child again. She hated this feeling. Crane reached into his old refrigerator , opening the larger side that was the fridge , pulling out two bottles of soda. He sat them on the table after opening them.

"...Dr.Skorzeny....I will say this.....you did handle yourself...adequately today....from what I heard through the walls...you are a decent psychiatrist...I do believe I could...moderately tolerate your being here....despite your choice of attire...your smart-ass mouth , your uneven haircut and your perfume...which we will discuss again if you wear that cheap whore-house scent in my house ever again..." he said , sliding the soda over to her.

She looked at him. Taking the drink. "...But I believe...I can look past that. It was much easier only seeing 6 patients today...and all of them were from Arkham..." he said , sipping his soda. "...Dr.Crane....I must ask...is this your way of telling me I did a good job today? " she asked , sipping her soda. "...Don't push your luck , Child..." he said , sipping his drink.

BANG BANG BANG BANG

They both jolted and hit the floor as bullets made holes in the wall of the yellow kitchen. "...What the hell was that? " she asked

" Ichy.." he said , crouching over to the bird. She cawed , she was fine. He took her out of her cage and went back over to Nina. " Crane what the hell is going on? " she said , looking worried. "..Doctor Crane...and I'm not sure...." he said , looking out the kitchen window. " Don't see anything..." he said... He saw a strange red glow coming out from the wheat field. "...Something's out in the wheat..." he said , Nina came out to the porch. Taking Ichy on her arm as he placed the crow there. "..Stay with Ichabod..." he said , running out to the field to investigate. " Like hell..." she said , following him. He rolled his eyes. Feeling like a school-marm. They both walked through the wheat. Trying to find the source of the odd glowing light.

" ....You need to go back to the house , Dr.Skorzeny..." he said. Nina scoffed. "...Oh , sure...someone's got to make sure Timmy and Sally are in bed by Nine and your shirts are pressed.." she said..letting him know that she was no push-over and he should not let her biology make him think any less.  

Musical Interlude

Ichabod was currently on Nina's shoulder. She walked out infront of him. She stood there , looking quite ominous with the deep grape purples of the setting sun , finally retreating from the day...and the red of the source of the light beneath her , especially with Ichabod on her shoulder when the wind picked up. She looked like a demon...or a succubus come for his soul...the air was thick with mischief "...Someone's been into something really nasty out here.." she said , looking down at the light.

" What...what the hell is this? " he asked , looking down at it. " A pentagram...Particularly of the Anton Levey school of thought...this is dark magic..." she said. Leaning down to examine the glow..

."...Mana..." she said. "..What? " Crane asked , so confused. "...Mana...is the matter that magic is made of...and this mana is red....most likely from a male witch...or someone that identifies as a male witch.." she said grinning..knowing she knew something he didn't was just too good.

She reached into the bodice of her dress and pulled out a rubber glove. She snapped it on and collected some of the glowing red material , turning the glove inside out. " I'll run it through my lab at home.." she said. "...No. Dr. Skorzeny. This is not The X-Files...you are not investigating this..let's just chalk this up to teenagers on drugs...."  he said , trying to be logical about it. "...Did you not read my resume?...I also have a PHD in ParaPsychology...Who do you think the cops call for this kind of shit? " she asked , nodding to the glow. " Plus time is of the essense with this...Mana is only active for 8 hours after a spell is casted...and for the record..I'm more of a..Twin-Peaks fan.." she said , walking back to the house.

" The thing that gets me..is why did someone shoot at us? Just draws attention to them.." she said , letting Ichy perch on a chair when they got back into the kitchen. She flapped her huge wings a few times. " I don't think it was to draw attention...but to make us either call the police or be spooked..and I don't intend to do either and for the record...the police usually call The Batman for this kind of shit.." he said , glaring at her.

"...Well...what will you do then, Dr.Crane? " she asked , leaning against the table. He turned to the bullet holes in his wall. "...I'm gonna fix this wall...then probably go to bed.." He turned to Nina. " Have a safe trip home , Dr.Skorzeny...and don't forget your coat tomorrow.." he said , showing her out. Nina slipped into her car and drove off , heading for her apartment in Gotham. Worlds away from this sleepy little suburb. Crane watched her drive off from inside. Ichabod was on his shoulder. "...ParaPsychology...." he said ,turning to the crow. "....What a waste of money...You think she got her medical license from the same cereal box she got her PhD from? " he asked , putting Ichabod in her cage , covering her up. "....Goodnight , Ichabod..." he said ,turning out the lights... He would get to the wall in the morning....

OKAY HOLY HELL I JUST SAW THIS MAN AND HE IS PEAKING MY CURIOSITY HE IS PRETTY. Side note: I see why my friends judge my taste in men. Side note 2: the heartbeat scared the fuck out of me. Side note 3: I want to spray the mold desperately with bleach, I can't think anything else but just going pshpshpshpshpshpsh with a squirt bottle and wiping away the mold. Side note 3: I hate mold and I want to clean his mold spots so badly.

I am very thrilled to know you like Noah so much and enjoyed the demo! :]

Noah would appreciate the concern about wanting the mold cleaned up but he wouldn't want you to get sick/contaminated from messing with it. He would stop you from bringing it up and eventually hide the cleaning products somewhere until he gets around to getting rid of it himself..

You are actually on to something! It does relate to the coldness and something else but it's nice knowing someone noticed the symbolism I was going for so early, also it's okay I don't mind the happy rambles! :]

Thank you and everyone else for your continued support I really appreciate it! :,]