Mm. [ It's a small hum of assurance. Silent to the rest of the world, but that's exactly what he wants while they're wrapped around sheets and in a world of their own.
What is so easily heard due to his heightened sentences has been completely cancelled out, focusing all of his attention in the smallest movements Aoba makes: the way he breathes, soft and slow, how his heart continues to pump blood through him calmly, and most importantly every little word he says. ]
I want to. [ Aoba has made the suggestion twice now so there's no reason for him to reject. He can't say that he's hungry, but he knows that the human's blood taste good so giving up to temptation when he's been holding back so far is far too easy. ] Show me your neck.
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What is so easily heard due to his heightened sentences has been completely cancelled out, focusing all of his attention in the smallest movements Aoba makes: the way he breathes, soft and slow, how his heart continues to pump blood through him calmly, and most importantly every little word he says. ]
I want to. [ Aoba has made the suggestion twice now so there's no reason for him to reject. He can't say that he's hungry, but he knows that the human's blood taste good so giving up to temptation when he's been holding back so far is far too easy. ] Show me your neck.