My blood feels like it’s burning. It feels as if I’m feverish, but at the same time I don’t feel lethargic just…hot. The moment I open my eyes though and see Frier hurrying to the car we’ve used to get here is making me feel a different kind of hot now. More like an itch and heat. I feel myself swallow the lump in my throat that I just discovered was there.
I watch Frier’s Adam’s apple bob up and down his neck. My mouth salivates and before I know it, I’m nipping at the skin of his neck. He groans, a strangled kind which makes him sound like a bit of him died inside. I feel the wind getting stronger, but I have a feeling he’s just walking faster at this point.
I like the taste of his skin on my mouth. It tastes clean and a little bit of musk which I don’t know how he maintains throughou
