[He doesn't think he could stop even if he wants to. He drinks deep, filling his mouth with coppery red, a sort of warmth that's even deeper and more intimate than sex. He had always enjoyed feeding, but feeding on Dime is something special.
Haru lets out a low little half-laugh. It's pretty amazing - Dime is managing to be cute even now. Haru can hear the pain in his voice (and there's some part of him that feels kind of bad for causing that pain), but Dime wants him to keep going anyway. He really is serious about this, isn't he?
When all of this is over, he'll have to take good care of Dime.]
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[He doesn't think he could stop even if he wants to. He drinks deep, filling his mouth with coppery red, a sort of warmth that's even deeper and more intimate than sex. He had always enjoyed feeding, but feeding on Dime is something special.
Haru lets out a low little half-laugh. It's pretty amazing - Dime is managing to be cute even now. Haru can hear the pain in his voice (and there's some part of him that feels kind of bad for causing that pain), but Dime wants him to keep going anyway. He really is serious about this, isn't he?
When all of this is over, he'll have to take good care of Dime.]