She groaned softly, shaking her head, trying to dislodge this insanity. It was too much, there was too much sound, too much smell, feeling where there was none. She was so hot, her body cried out for him, his voice, the cries, her name... It all swirled around inside of her. Her knees were ready to collapse, her body ready to surrender, her mind was fogged over by terror and desire, eros and thanatos. She couldn't think. His subtle coaxing sounded like a command to her ears, and she stepped forward on marshmallow legs, bloodied hand reaching up to touch the cylinder of particles, eyes glazed.<em>"Capio... tui...Corpis."</em><br/><br/>Her whisper was barely audible, as she sank to the floor, staring up to him, breathing deep and choppy. She was in a trance as her name echoed around her skull, his cry, moan, whisper. Shudders constantly ran down her bare back, though she was superheated. Her hair had coiled up into a tight mass, and her pale, freckled face was bright with blush. Her eyelids sagged halfway down her eyes, and her hands pressed into her thighs, fingers curling towards her core. She let go of her terror with a deep breath, and closed her eyes. If she was going mad, she may as well embrace it.<br/><br/>She allowed the sounds, and feelings to infiltrate her, she allowed herself to relax, her head falling to he side, exposing her neck for whatever he had planned. She would do as he asked, because it felt good. She would go with it, because railing against him would just be futile. She instinctively knew that he was a predator, that he would break her given the chance. "I'd rather be hypnotized before I was bitten than have my last moments full of terror..." She murmured to herself, opening her eyes slowly again to see what he had become.