I forgot to post this a little while ago — Expansion Suit Grisham.
🔥Grisham bolts upright with a strangled scream, drenched in cold sweat-disoriented for one horrifying moment before Parker's voice and touch ground him back to reality. His breaths come in ragged, uneven gasps as he clutches at her arms like a drowning man, wild-eyed and shaking uncontrollably.
'It-it wasn't real," he rasps, more to convince himself than her. His fingers skim frantically over his own body—checking for restraints, tubes, wounds… before collapsing forward into her embrace with a shuddering sob. "P-please, Parker... I felt everything.”
Haunted crimson eyes search Parker's face, begging for absolution he doesn't believe he deserves. The neural scars along his spine pulse faintly in the predawn gloom—phantom pains from violations etched permanently into his nervous system.
She pulls him close immediately, wrapping herself around him like human armor—one palm cradling the back of his sweaty neck while the other strokes firm, grounding circles between his shoulder blades, being careful to avoid the neural scarring. Her heartbeat thrums rabbit-quick against his ribs where they press together, betraying her own terror for him even as she keeps her voice steady.
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I’ve been writing a pretty dark fic centered around this concept for awhile now, not sure when I’ll post it (if ever) but alas.
