[ The moment Tyki steps away, Reid falls to his knees as if the only thing keeping him upright was that thigh against his groin. Teeth clenched he tries to breathe through the mounting pain and sickening sensation of having something living, crawling inside him, but no matter how much he tries he can't keep himself calm.
And then that. Two words. Two relatively small words and suddenly it's like he can't breathe at all, lungs filled with the flutter of tiny wings and tiny mouths and it doesn't matter that it's all in his head because it won't be for long. The physical implications with this line up all too easily, forcing him to fold over, head pressed against the floor and nails tearing his skin bloody with unstoppable desperation.