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Henry ([personal profile] necrowmantic) wrote in [personal profile] averagemedium 2014-02-17 08:43 pm (UTC)

[It was- odd, extremely odd, to feel his muscles rigid without being able to do anything about it, to be so frozen in place that it ached.]

I don't want to either, I'm not-

[Even trying not to fight it didn't seem to work, Henry was no more free, and no less wanting to rush over and be with Ryan, even if running away would've been the better option.

In his place, the darkness clung harder, growing extra arms to scratch and hold. It wasn't enough, even as it left thin cuts over his arms, over anywhere it could reach, barely opening the skin. Every touch was a needy razor trying to scrape all that skin away, in tiny strips at a time.

At the same time, something cat-like raises a head out of Ryan's own shadow, creeping around his foot; fangs dig into his ankle without warning, deep into muscle, as the rest of his shadow grows hands, claws- grabbing onto his legs, digging into his side, holding him in place, wanting to
be with him.]

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