It feels like I've entered an altogether different world. He pulls my shirt off. I've never really felt this way before. I love feeling like this. I can no longer here the screams. He's just in front of me. His hands and words tangle me so, in a good way.

He throws me onto the ground. It was luckily a pile of really soft moss like pillows. I look up at him in surprise. What... what is happening? What is he doing to me? He moves his hand down my chest.

"Follow everywhere I go." He says.

I lean my back against the pile. He presses down on me. His lips graze against my chest. It feels so soft... like a blanket. He pulls my legs apart. Is... isn't this inappropriate? We're men. He moves his hand up my chest.

"Is this... safe?" I ask.

"Everything you ever wanting gonna be the magic story you were told and you'll be safe under my control, just let me in." He whispers in my ear.

"Why do you keep saying that?" I ask.

"Because it's true." He pokes my head.

"Okay, so I'll take that as a yes." He pulls me down.