**Kankri rolled in his bed, a solid three fingers in his nook, hips rocking into nothing. He needed sex.... f**k, f**k, he needed it... slowly, he removed his fingers and climbed off the mattress. He trembled, tears prickling the corners of his eyes, and crawled over to the door, opening it slowly. He stared down the darkened hall, breath catching in his throat as he felt his bulge thrash between his thighs. "PLEASE!" He cried out, praying someone would respond. He shivered, waiting, but was met with nothing.
slowly, he dragged himself into the hall, trembling, and attached himself to the first door, red beginning to drip down his leg. He shook the knob violently, but alas, it was locked. So was the next one. And the one after that. And the one after that... all of them. Every goddamn doo
