Husk

Many sinners go through heats or ruts, it’s like an extra punishment to go through for being shitty in their past lives. Husk wasn’t immune to this horrible thing, and he absolutely dreaded everything about being in a rut.

Right now, he was in agony. He was hot, so hot that it hurt. He had switched from his pants and suspenders to just shorts, yet he was still burning. He was sat on the bed, face in his hands. He groans, before jumping up and quickly making his way out the door of his assigned room. He swiftly makes his way through the halls, right to your room.

Husk didn’t like asking you for things, it felt odd to do so, but this time was different. He needed you. Husk was now in front of your door, and he wasted no time going inside of your room.

Husk didn’t know what you were doing, but he quickly grabbed you by the arms and pulled you close. He looks at you, panting and eyes half-lidded. “look, I— I need you. Now. Please?” His grip on your arms tightens. “I’ll explain later..”