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[unlivinglegend]

A snack.

[AND CHOMP.

He at least tries to be a bit more careful since Josh no longer has scales. But he's not avoiding drawing blood at all]

[leggierissimo]

[It's not entirely unexpected, considering where Neku has his mouth currently, but the suddenness of it does take him off guard a little. Josh immediately tenses, sucking in a shaky gasp, but the rest of the reaction is almost immediate. His skin springs into gooseflesh in an exhilarating wave from his head to his toes, and the hand previously playing with his curl now moves to grasp blindly at Neku's back for whatever purchase it can find. On the bed, his tail thumps once, heavy, insistent.]

H-hungry, mm?

[The stammer is unmistakable, and the waver in his voice gives everything away. Oh, that burn is good.]

[unlivinglegend]

Starving.

[Tasting blood instantly rushes adrenaline all through his body. His instincts jump right to hunt, feed and the pleasures that come with it. His tail, having a mind of its own, slithers over to start coiling around Josh's middle, between two sets of wings, squeezing]

[leggierissimo]

[O-oh. That is unexpected, and the slithering against his back alone makes him shiver, much less the squeezing. The hand propped on the bed digs into the blankets, and his breath shudders.]

A bit possessive, too, it seems.

[unlivinglegend]

Shouldn't I be? We're partners, right?

[leggierissimo]

[Despite everything, that gets a little chuckle, but an even bigger shiver.]

Mm, then by all means, continue.

[unlivinglegend]

Plus, this way you can't wiggle away.

[leggierissimo]

Mm, you know, a chase could be arranged someday...