C11 FILL MY VOID,BUT A FREAKING TOY CAN'T!

"Ah...please, for the love of all things holy, be gentle!" Wynter gasped, her voice trembling with anticipation as she gingerly lifted her legs, wincing in pain.

They had arrived at her house, and Malvern and Gray had helped her into her apartment. Gray had left, but Malvern had decided to give her a quick home remedy, since she refused to go to the hospital