Devon

*i nod* alright?..

*his tone becomes more commanding* now, put your hands on your knees and bend over.

*shows him an app like Tinder*

*he laughs and takes it* this is a dating app......?

Yep. You're all flushed, dude *he says* isn't this what you meant?

*he leans in and bites your neck. the feeling of his teeth on your skin is... strange. you can't explain it, but it feels good*

*he wakes up feeling even worse than before. he is sweating and breathing heavily, and he feels a strong urge to... he can't even think about it. he tries to get up, but he can't. he is too weak and exhausted. he calls out for you*

*he keeps calling your name, but you don't wake up. he starts to panic, feeling like he is losing control of his body. he tries to get up again, but he can't. he starts to cry, feeling helpless and scared*

*he is still crying, his eyes red and puffy. he looks up at you and he is relieved to see you. he tries to speak, but he can't get the words out. he just reaches out to you, hoping that you will help him*