Sylvester's Point Of View
'This is so wrong! Why am I like this? How is this possible? What do I do?'
My body was positively thrumming with heated pleasure. Everywhere that Ferdinand touched only seemed to burn hotter as a result. The sensation was uncanny as hell, and I couldn't fight against it.
The worst part of all was that Tristan was watching the entire affair unfold before him, with a heated wanton gaze.
"I've noticed this with Bellamy as well but, you guys are much more sensitive now, than you ever were before. It's extremely amusing to me." Ferdinand said, running his tongue up my throat.
'Amusing? More like irritating as hell!'
Thanks to my newfound hypersensitivity, I was now at the mercy of my best friend. And said best friend, currently had his depravity switch firmly flipped in the on position.
