Chapter 153: Blooding, Part 7
Telmé woke up with a gasp, running his hands over his skin, feeling like something was moving across it, or under it. He sat up, looked at himself.
He was naked. He was covered in
Face burning, Telmé looked around desperately for his clothes, crawling over to them and grabbing them up. He started to pull them on, but a soft noise made him drop his hose in surprise. Whipping around, he saw Korin was asleep close to where he'd been.
Also naked. Alsoalso
The hot mortification became a cold burn of shame as everything came back to Telmé. Oh, Goddesses. He'dhe'd woken up and attacked Korin like a monster. Telmé wiped angrily at the hot tears that started falling down his cheeks. Damn it, he needed to stop crying about everything like a fucking baby.
Abandoning his own clothes, Telmé looked around anxiously for Korin's, finally spotting them piled neatly beside the chest full of the strange items Korin had used for the Blooding.