Insect Prison Remake -v1.0- -eroism- <Plus • OVERVIEW>

The needle touched his neck.

“This is Eroism-v1.0,” Sess purred. “Not eros as you know it. Not love or lust. The essence of desire. The raw, unformed need that precedes all pleasure and all pain. We will inject it, and then we will watch your redundant little heart learn to beat in new, desperate rhythms.” Insect Prison Remake -v1.0- -Eroism-

She raised a slender, many-jointed finger. From the wall, a tendril of living resin unfurled, tipped with a needle that wept a glistening, honey-like droplet. It wasn't a drug. It was a provocation . The needle touched his neck

He gasped. His body arched. It was agony. It was ecstasy. It was the pressure of a kiss that exists only in the moment before lips meet. desperate rhythms.” She raised a slender