-cw: yuri
Solomon didn't know what was happening to him, but the room suddenly felt a lot different now than it did ten minutes ago.
The best way he could describe it was like feeling drunk.
However, where alcohol had the tendency to numb the senses, whatever was affecting him was doing the exact opposite.
He could feel everything. Even the slightest gust of air against his skin made him shiver.
The sparkling pink haze that filled the room was as sweet as a summer's lemonade. Every inhale sent an electric shock straight to his chest and dick.
Yari had told him once that fae could incite violence in others. The powder on their wings, when spread and inhaled by others, made them act irrationally and quick to anger.
But given what was happening to Solomon now... he would guess that it wasn't as simple as inducement.
