HT100 #125 - Bite: Solitary
Title: Solitary
Character: Beecher
WC: 100
As the shivers set in Tobias kept biting his tongue. It hurt but not as much as his stomach. He had spent the past sixteen hours dry heaving. Now he was spitting up blood, or at least trying to. Being strapped to a bed made it a little difficult. They had been kind enough to undo the straps so he would not choke on his own vomit. No one had told him withdrawal sucked so much, but it sure as hell beat the hell out of sleeping with Schillinger. He would take this shit over the Nazi fuck any day.
Character: Beecher
WC: 100
As the shivers set in Tobias kept biting his tongue. It hurt but not as much as his stomach. He had spent the past sixteen hours dry heaving. Now he was spitting up blood, or at least trying to. Being strapped to a bed made it a little difficult. They had been kind enough to undo the straps so he would not choke on his own vomit. No one had told him withdrawal sucked so much, but it sure as hell beat the hell out of sleeping with Schillinger. He would take this shit over the Nazi fuck any day.