Chapter 6: Union / Dissociation
By the time he woke up, the other half of the bed is unoccupied and residual heat has long gone cold. He sat there unmoved for quite some time, trying to piece together disjointed memories from last night.
How strange. He was aware back
then. And he does remember.
(He remembers how Ryuga looks up with pupils dilated.
Remembers how helpless he looks, body arching into every
touch. Lips parted in breathless moans to each thrust.
The heat is almost unbearable.
He remembers, then-
"..Jinga-"
Then he doesn't.)
He was aware.
But there's a strange, nagging feeling at the back of his
head - that Ryuga wasn't calling for him back then.
Everything that came after is oddly murky.
What happened? Did he-
-Did he got hurt?
Did I hurt him?
(A flash, and he can hear those dark, mocking laughter
echoes inside the room.)
Overcame by a sense of urgency, he got out.
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