“Hey there hon, what would you like?”
Toki felt a rush of endorphins as her human counterpart, Katrina, took in the male in front of her. His teeth glistened unnaturally against his sun damaged skin.
“What are the options sweetheart?” His deeper voice sent shivers through Katrina.
Toki could barely think over the quickly increasing noise Katrina’s pounding heart made.
“Well, coffee, tea or me …” The sentence careened from confidence to shyness with the “me” barely whispered.
Why is her voice undulating into that sickly tone?
Blood rushed through Katrina’s viens, something Toki could also feel even if she’d rather not. The male’s smile stretched across his narrow face. He closed in on Katrina, grossly violating what Toki had learned were the human distancing requirements.
“Well, I know what I’ll choose.” His warm breath brushed by Katrina’s ear.
Toki hated these overwhelming sensations. The blood rushing around the body, the amount of noise it made, the varying heat sequences. Reading about it didn’t prepare her for the feelings associated with humanity. In just hours Katrina had taken Toki on a ride spanning the emotional bridge of humans. She cried, laughed, yelled and hit every point in between.
Toki feared this male was going to push her into even more uncomfortable territory.
His fingers slide down Katrina’s back. Her giggle made Toki’s skin crawl. Of course, Toki was borrowing Katrina’s skin for now. Small bumps spread in waves over Katrina’s arms and neck.
How does humanity exist like this?
It was less than 24 hours in and Toki was exhausted.
For Stream of Consciousness Saturday (SoCS)
I enjoyed this, it was nice to find a stream of consciousness prompt different than my usual word based one.