@theamazingthehysteria asked: 👀 “ Do you want to have sex with me? Do you want to ravish me? Do you want to /fuck/ me until I scream your name and only yours?"
Meme || Accepting
This time he fought the compulsion until he almost passed out. His heart pounded against his chest, all while feeling as if a vice had been clamped around it, squeezing it until it could beat no more. His lungs burned with each passing moment as he struggled to keep the words buried deep beneath the abyss.
He couldn’t--- He couldn’t---
To speak the truth, to release those words out into the aether, was to admit to something he’d denied himself for over thirty years, and as the panic clawed its way up his spine and burrowed its talons into his chest, Lucas clenched his fists, drawing blood from the now-broken skin as he greedily sucked in oxygen before biting out “Yes” in response.
He could deal with the truth later. Right now all he could do was panic.