Literature
Almost a Memory pt.2
James' eyes opened, and he sat upright, slower than he had on the night he'd fallen out of his bed. His eyes seemed confused, lost in a sea of great discontent. How had it escalated this far
? James pushed the blankets aside and let his feet rest on the floor, one arm reaching out, his hand grasping the closest bedpost. It felt so real
all of it was so real. He felt that pleasure, the pain from Thor's nails and his teeth on his shoulder. James reached for his shoulder, expecting to feel a sharp pain from the sensitive skin, but there was nothing. He pulled up his loose tank to examine his stomach, and not a single line marked him.