But that doesn't help Dylas hurt any less, a weak, wet cough rising in his throat as Haru drinks from him. The most shameful part of him had always wondered what it would be like, knew he would let Haru feed on him if he ever asked, but this is different.
But it's still what he wants. Shifting, he holds tight to Haru, his cough turning into rough panting. He won't let go. The lifeless body he clings belongs to the person with the most life. He wants to protect that, be with that, and it's selfish of him—it's selfish of him to put those needs first.
Dylas isn't romantic. He only knows how to blunt, terse, and careless with his words.]
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Date: 2016-08-19 02:17 pm (UTC)He knows he isn't backing down.
But that doesn't help Dylas hurt any less, a weak, wet cough rising in his throat as Haru drinks from him. The most shameful part of him had always wondered what it would be like, knew he would let Haru feed on him if he ever asked, but this is different.
But it's still what he wants. Shifting, he holds tight to Haru, his cough turning into rough panting. He won't let go. The lifeless body he clings belongs to the person with the most life. He wants to protect that, be with that, and it's selfish of him—it's selfish of him to put those needs first.
Dylas isn't romantic. He only knows how to blunt, terse, and careless with his words.]
You better not stop—