Clubsweethearts - Peace Vs: Pleasure - Part 1 -3...

“Go home,” Sweetheart said. “Live a boring Tuesday. Then a wild Wednesday. Let them touch. Let them bruise. And when you forget how, don’t come back here. Build your own damn club.”

The hourglass was half empty. Around them, other pairs were failing: a woman screamed as her Peace partner tried to hug her; a man wept because his Pleasure partner offered only a mocking laugh. ClubSweetHearts - Peace VS Pleasure - Part 1 -3...

She pulled him down onto the ice throne with her. The cold should have been unbearable, but his body heat bled through. She rested her head on his shoulder. He didn’t try to kiss her. He just breathed. “Go home,” Sweetheart said