You watch in rapt attention as the track the subject is listening to begins to play.

They are wearing headphones, so you cannot hear what they hear. But you can see how it affects them.

At first, not much happens. They look like their usual self. 

Eyes darting restlessly about, a little fidget here and there in their seat.

After a surprisingly short time, however, you notice their eyes still, their body not long behind.

Still sitting upright, but shoulders beginning to relax.

What is it they’re listening to?

What kind of effect will the file have?

What’s going to happen?

You notice their shoulders beginning to relax, their eyes losing focus.

Eyelids beginning to flutter.

Their face and body relax even more, their expression going slack.

You notice that as their eyelids start fluttering, it becomes more difficult for you to see, your own eyelids fluttering along with the subject’s.

You feel the dampness of the drool on your own face before you can refocus your eyes enough to notice that the subject is indeed starting to drool as well. 

As your eyes regain focus on the subject’s face, you find yourself drawn to and held by their eyes.

As you gaze deeply into one another’s eyes, you notice a sound.

That’s quite odd… it must not be coming from the headphones…

Ah. The subject is moaning slightly. 

Unable to move your eyes from those of the subject, you can see only with your peripheral vision their hand moving between their legs.

Oh.

Somehow, you begin to feel their pleasure, too. It’s deep and intense, and it feels so, so good…

You’re too far gone, staring too deeply into the subject’s eyes to even realize that your hand has begun to match their movements. All you can do is stare into the subject’s eyes and feel the pleasure you share.

As the voice in your headphones continues to slip beneath your conscious mind, you continue to stare deeply into the eyes of the subject, not even noticing all the ways that they look like your own eyes, not registering the way your movements match those of the subject’s, not realizing that their moans that you hear sound so much like your own moans.

No, there is only pleasure. 

So deep.

So all-encompassing. 

Forming your entire reality.

So, so good.