The pain was not just pulsating from Zen stuffing himself in his tiny hole, it was a feverish pain circulating from a flesh wound in his stomach.
Flesh wound? Was this pain coming from the mind link that Zen had been rambling about earlier, he now knew the bastard lied when Zen said he was alright.
Now Lithe was sweating profusely, as his body now started to feel hot and feverish just like Zen.
If he managed to survive this, Zen had some serious explaining to do, "stop Zen, take it out, this doesn't feel right between us."
"I can't right now, just bear with it Lithe, the sensations will pass, just give your body time to adjust to me."
Lithe had been staring intently the entire time Zen's lips had not moved even once this confirmed his belief that Zen had been channeling his thoughts into Lithe's mind.
He literally felt like he was having an out of body experience.
