Santiago's Point Of View
"Ngh... M-Master... Hurts... S-So hot..."
I woke up as I felt Synnahmen trembling and groaning. I could feel him pressed against my back, and he was burning up. The air in my room was completely saturated in the scent of his milk and honey pheromones.
I turned over and noticed that he was still asleep, clenching his fists tightly, and gritting his teeth.
"Syn? Wake up, Syn."
He didn't open his eyes at all. They were squeezed shut, with tears streaming down his cheek and nose.
"I-I'm sorry... Master... please forgive... me... I'll be good... I swear..." He murmured, breathlessly.
"Syn. It's time to wake up now. C'mon, love. It's just a nightmare..." I said, shaking his shoulder.
"I-I don't... want to go... back in that room... please don't make me... please..."