He says it like that, in his abrasive way, but the tone is softer than any Yuugi would have heard from him. He didn't even speak to Mokuba this way.
Lazily, he reaches for Yuugi's wrist, and out of instinct, he brings it to his mouth and runs his tongue along the still-weeping bitemark. More blood, another moan as it courses through him...and then, he sets Yuugi's wrist back down. The wounds...they've begun to seal now.
He didn't know he could do that. He's never fed on a human before...
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He says it like that, in his abrasive way, but the tone is softer than any Yuugi would have heard from him. He didn't even speak to Mokuba this way.
Lazily, he reaches for Yuugi's wrist, and out of instinct, he brings it to his mouth and runs his tongue along the still-weeping bitemark. More blood, another moan as it courses through him...and then, he sets Yuugi's wrist back down. The wounds...they've begun to seal now.
He didn't know he could do that. He's never fed on a human before...