He almost asked her that. Did it happen here? Often? How many people had she done this to, and had they all ended up like him? Is that why she was haunting this place? Because she'd done this shit to patients, and couldn't let it go? He almost asked, but didn't, in the end, because he lost the thought on a wave of shame and, fuck it all, arousal.
"Whatever...you say." It came out on a groan, almost bitter, and he didn't have it in himself to look at her.
He was quiet, though, after the offer. Quiet and tense, save for all the trembling. He swallowed hard, somehow terribly aware of her eyes on him, and clenched his teeth.
He wanted it. He knew that he wanted it. She'd barely touched him, last time, and in his mind, that had been less than an hour ago. His body was still buzzing with the memory.
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Date: 2015-10-14 03:44 am (UTC)He almost asked her that. Did it happen here? Often? How many people had she done this to, and had they all ended up like him? Is that why she was haunting this place? Because she'd done this shit to patients, and couldn't let it go? He almost asked, but didn't, in the end, because he lost the thought on a wave of shame and, fuck it all, arousal.
"Whatever...you say." It came out on a groan, almost bitter, and he didn't have it in himself to look at her.
He was quiet, though, after the offer. Quiet and tense, save for all the trembling. He swallowed hard, somehow terribly aware of her eyes on him, and clenched his teeth.
He wanted it. He knew that he wanted it. She'd barely touched him, last time, and in his mind, that had been less than an hour ago. His body was still buzzing with the memory.
"...what'll you do?"