"Lawrence..." Adam said, crawling across the floor, his hands slipping over, smeared with both feces and blood.
Lawrence sat staring at the ground, the blood from the corpse starting to run through the cracks of the bathroom tiles merging with his own, his detached foot still shackled to the wall.
"Please." Adam said.
Adam crawled until his own foot caught on the chain, yanking him back a little.
Despite his freedom from the wall tether, Lawrence stayed exactly where he was. He was on his way out of the door, to get help, to leave, to do something, he couldn't quite remember, but he was still here.
"Lawrence." It was almost a whisper.
Lawrence was drenched in sweat. His skin was as pale as the walls and his face was gaunt like a hollow ghost. He was on the brink of becoming one, a ghost, but dying seemed impossible in this room. They had already died the moment they had woken up.
Adam's hands scraped on the floor, his fingernails scratching up some of the dirt from the tiles.
Lawrence considered. He didn't have time for anything, but he considered. He should have just left, crawled away, gone back to his wife, his beautiful child. But he was still there.
"Please don't leave."
That was it. His deciding factor. He forced his body to drag all the way back, back to Adam. The door was open behind him, and he kept crawling. He crawled, pushing his hands into the ground in front of him, forcing his body to drag along behind him, a streak of red displaying all his movements on the floor. His bone occasionally made an unpleasant sound when dragging along a hard spot.
Once he got close, Lawrence's hand gently cupped Adam's cheek, lifting his head from the ground. His other hand grabbed one of Adam's, inspecting the fingernails, which had become slightly bloody amongst the various other substances coating them. He shakily and weakly pulled it up to his face and planted a cold, wet kiss upon it. Adam looked on wide eyed.
Adam sat up a little as best he could so that he could use his other hand to reach for Lawrence. His hand wandered, unsure where it was supposed to be. It found itself brushing past Lawrence's body, touching only the aura, trying to work its way in.
Meanwhile, Lawrence took Adam's hand and held it to his mouth, kissing his bloody fingernails, not caring about what else was on them. He slowly let's them slide into his mouth, his eyes flicking up and down to and from Adam's to make sure it was ok. Adam stared, almost bearing a hole into him with how intense it was, but he was desperately scrabbling closer, or trying to, the chains holding him back.
"Adam." Lawrence choked out, the fingers still in his mouth.
Adam nodded in response.
Lawrence edged closer, each movement as slow and precise as he could manage in his state. He was practically in Adam's lap now, his hands moving down towards his trousers. Adam moved his hands out of the way to make room, holding then up and moving Lawrence's hair out his face, each strand sticking together more with sweat as he looked around his face, watching intently.
The chain rattled as the trousers came down, and they couldn't be removed completely because of it. His own shaky hands unbuttoned Lawrence's shirt, pulling it only halfway down his shoulders as far as it could go.
Lawrence looked breathless as he leant down forwards as far as his bent over posture could go and opened his mouth, his eyes open the whole time as he took Adam's penis into his mouth, slipping it in as though he was indulging in a sweet pudding after one hundred days without food. Pure pleasure and bliss took the pain away from his features and with this, Adam closed his eyes. His head slumped forward onto Lawrence's shoulder as Lawrence adjusted to allow the whole penis into his mouth. He was practically lying on the floor now. He was struggling to stay awake, but he would struggle forever for this moment. He didn't ask to be locked in this bathroom, but he would beg for this.
Adam had a tear falling down his cheek, which subsequently fell down Lawrence's shoulder. Lawrence slowed down after feeling this.
"Please don't leave me." Adam said.
Lawrence pulled his mouth away, sitting for a moment where he was. He finally looked up at the dirty walls behind Adam, the chain still locked to the pipe. The useless key laying on the side of the bathtub somehow. He pulled Adam in closer to a tight hug.
"I.. I won't. I won't leave you ever, Adam."
"Promise?"
"I wouldn't lie to you."
