Satsujin: -does it again- mmh..

Satsujin: then you.. -slides onto him- should be extra sensitive huh?..

Fern: -blinks- ..

Satsujin: s-stoped s-so early huh?.. -his eyes slice through the dark of the room with their glow-

Satsujin: -moans- !..

Satsujin: -licks his tongue against mask heat under it- mmh~

Satsujin: -tongue goes against his mask- ..h-hh~

Fern: -whipped his tears- ..g-Hhh

Satsujin: m-mmgh— - grits teeth -

Satsujin: w-well..you fucking got me turned on now that you started..might as well keep going..

Satsujin: -feels like he has something lodged in his stomach, wanting to be thrown up- mmg—

Fern: d-did you ever think of how that would a-affect me?! I-I still loved him...he used to be so nice- -tears run down face-

Fern: w-why?! Why would you kill him!?

Satsujin: ..I-it felt weird.. -gripping his shirt-

Satsujin: -breathes and puts mask back on after a bit- ..I felt that yaknow..

Satsujin: -rips off his mask coughing and holding his throat- d-don’t l-look a*cough* at me..—

Satsujin: -can’t really breathe that good, not because of the mask but because he was hyperventilating- g-Hhh—

Satsujin: -griping the pillow tightly eyes slightly opening a little-

Satsujin: -moves hand gripping pillow- ..

Fern: -sits her back down and walks away from her gripping his sweater- ..