
He couldn't wake up. Matt's body was so heavy and he couldn't move his arms or legs at all. It didn't really feel that bad except for the fact that he couldn't move. Couldn't even if he tried really hard. Which he did. He groaned, fighting whatever it was that kept him down, kept his eyelids glued shut.
"Reduce the drugs now, he doesn't like it."
Nope, he didn't, and Pietr knew it. Pietr. Matt pried open an eye and saw his lover next to him. Satisfied, he managed to roll over. Sighing, he rested against the Himiko, scenting the now familiar body.
Matt felt Pietr's arms around him and then felt the most peculiar sensation he'd ever experienced. It was as if something was poking his brain, but from the inside. He shuffled a bit, trying to make the annoying brain-mosquito go away. Wait. Brain-mosquito. That was funny.
Yeah, you're a funny one. This didn't feel right. It was Pietr, but his lover's voice was all wrong, taking up space in the middle of Matt's brain. Matt shook his head to make it go away, waking up a bit.
I won't hurt you. I promised to get you back, remember? And I'm right here for you.
Matt struggled to sit up, desperately trying to get away from the intrusion in his mind. The feeling of something strange in his head was intolerable.
Inside his brain. There was something inside his brain. The thought was enough to make the panic shoot through him.
It's me. I won't hurt you. Please stay with me.
But Matt couldn't, there was no way he could cope with this, with the terrifying feeling of something intruding in his mind. He struggled to get out of the bed, only to collapse against the wall. He curled up and grasped his head, hard.
Please, make this stop. He couldn't take it anymore.
"He's freaking out. If you don't calm him down, we'll have to stun him." The voice was vaguely familiar.
"NO! You can't, I can't lose him again." It was Pietr talking now, and Matt cringed with the desperation in the Himiko's voice. He automatically tried to calm his mate, giving Pietr love and warmth with his mind.
Yes! Like that. Talk to me.
Matt was still choking from the invasion. I can't, it's too much
But you're already doing it. Far away, Matt registered Pietr holding him, looking into his eyes.
I can't have you in me. It's too much, there's not enough space for us both
Then come into me. He looked into Pietr's eyes and fell into them. Suddenly it wasn't only his lover inside Matt's mind; Pietr opened up, letting him into his mate's mind, letting him catch his breath again.
Pietr withdrew a little, letting him sense everything there, unhindered. Matt couldn't believe it.
You're so open. There was so much space in here, so many corners and memories and thoughts. And everything was laid bare to Matt with a trust so complete that it baffled him.
I love you. It seemed to be as simple as that for Pietr. And his mate really did; Matt could feel Pietr's love surrounding him. This time it wasn't suffocating. Instead, it was supporting him, letting him know that everything would be all right, that they were going to be together forever. He felt the exhilaration go through Pietr at that thought, and the kiss he got was so full of love and relief that he could do nothing but lose himself in it.
Matt vaguely felt Pietr lifting him back into bed and an annoyingly familiar cough. He pushed Robbie out of the room; really, he had more important things on his mind right now.
He felt Pietr's laughter ripple through his mind. Their minds. He couldn't believe this was true.
Concentrate now, baby. Pietr sent him a very clear image of his lover's very hard dick. I need your cooperation here.
Matt spluttered. Mentally, which was a whole new experience. So now "cooperation" is another word for getting off?
If I need words, I'm definitely doing something wrong.