It’s not that he doesn’t like people, or sees himself as above everyone else, it’s just he doesn’t see why he’d waste his time with someone he has next to nothing in common with, or why he’d pursue a friendship or relationship with someone who doesn’t make his skin buzz with anticipation, frustration, someone who doesn’t enthrall him.

He’s picky; sue him.

Possibly I like the Thrill of Under Me You, by Haynnes

I don’t often relate to fics in this way, but there you go, kids, a fic worthy of quoting for it resonates with me.

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