[He doesn't shy away from the mauling; it's subtle -- not an unfamiliar feeling to him, though it somehow stings and carries more of a harshness in comparison to a bite from Diva. Her fangs are sharper, she isn't so focused on the wound itself as much as nourishment. His flesh already begins healing around that initial point of breakage -- not entirely, as he's being worked to bleed, it's a kneejerk automatic occurrence.]
Yet, I'm the monster.
[Low, soft -- nothing more than a tease. He can't recall in recent years, someone rending him just for the sake of doing so -- battles and such aside. Like a high of some sort, a means to embellish an already-significant(ish) rendezvous. A hand chases the yukata as it falls, indiscriminately tracing over scars with some tenderness, admiration.]
Still, I expect you to replace what you've taken.
[Not now, but at some point. His exploration bumps the cloth of his cottony undergarment just as his opposite moves to seize Takasugi by the chin. If he's finished gorging on him, he'll be leaning in for a kiss, manually trying to create the proper accommodations. Of course, it won't be so simple as peck; teeth are involved, raking at his fuller lip and indulging in his own blood -- he's not being firm enough to pierce the samurai's lip. Not quite, deliberately so.]
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Yet, I'm the monster.
[Low, soft -- nothing more than a tease. He can't recall in recent years, someone rending him just for the sake of doing so -- battles and such aside. Like a high of some sort, a means to embellish an already-significant(ish) rendezvous. A hand chases the yukata as it falls, indiscriminately tracing over scars with some tenderness, admiration.]
Still, I expect you to replace what you've taken.
[Not now, but at some point. His exploration bumps the cloth of his cottony undergarment just as his opposite moves to seize Takasugi by the chin. If he's finished gorging on him, he'll be leaning in for a kiss, manually trying to create the proper accommodations. Of course, it won't be so simple as peck; teeth are involved, raking at his fuller lip and indulging in his own blood -- he's not being firm enough to pierce the samurai's lip. Not quite, deliberately so.]