WRAP IT AROUND ME LIKE A SHEET

Quote:His fever renders him motionless through much of the day; it sears through his bones, rids him of any thoughts of moving or relocating or even twitching. His throat seems eternally dry, as do his eyes. He spends his time roaming in and out of consciousness and awareness; he doesn?t know what?s real anymore, and he doesn?t really care. Perhaps the only thing that keeps getting him through are brief glimpses of her, the occasional scent that drives him insane.

He sees her, and he is uncertain if it?s real or not, but he moves towards her. They are in the same den together somehow; he knows not where he is, only that he thinks he sees Roman. He seeks to curl along her back, feverish tongue hoping to rasp fervently along the back of her neck in a tender kiss. ?M?Queen,? he says, unaware that he may be scalding to the touch, and therefore uncomfortable to be in contact with.