“Armand, we talked about this. It is a no.” He told him as he sat at his desk and put his pencil behind his ear before looking at him. “Shall we do what you asked about? Do I need to start hurting you to make you not want your drugs?”
Armand stepped into the shower, though he wasn’t feeling good. Perhaps the hot water would stop the incessant itching of the withdrawals. He doubted it, but a man could hope, right? In the stream of hot water, the human was unaware just how much he was sweating.
Axel listened to him step into the shower and he sighed once he could hear the water, he was glad that his guest seemed to be listening to him now and taking what he had to share and help him on board. After awhile he could hear that Armand’s heartbeat was not as it normally should be, he got up quickly and made his way to the bathroom. “Armand?”
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