Re: [Sexual content]
Just the influence of all the alcohol in this particular girl's bloodstream is enough to send Jonah reeling and he panics, right there on the floor of his empty bedroom where he lays on a bed of nails and shivers with fear because it is almost always alcohol that makes the clown grow stronger and flex control. In truth so many of the sensations are familiar in a visceral, uncomfortable way: shoved up against a wall, tied up with cords that bite into the skin at his wrists and thighs and ankles, head pounding with the rush of blood and booze and adrenaline.
And then relief. Sweetness on the back of his tongue as he comes to understand that it is another memory and he is not really wrapped around a strange man with hard liquor coursing through his veins and threatening to ignite. It takes a long minute before he can uncurl his hands from the fists that they have formed, and slide into the next one like it is a suit of new skin.