[Chuuya licks up the blood like he's starving, like it's the most delicious meal he's ever tasted. And he's about to lean down, latch onto the wound and suck, when Dazai starts to push him away. His prey had been docile until now, so it takes him by surprise, making him back off just for a moment. He tilts his head at the words, like the register but won't quite process.
Annoyance flickers across his face just for one second, the first expression he's shown at all, and then he bares his teeth in a warning. Food shouldn't fight back.
He grabs at Dazai's wrist to pull his arm away. The leg doesn't bother him, he just presses down against it, doesn't even react when it pushes against his crotch. Not yet, at least.
He wants more blood. He needs it. And his prey hasn't been infected yet, so he's allowed to keep going, right?]
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Date: 2022-08-24 06:56 pm (UTC)Annoyance flickers across his face just for one second, the first expression he's shown at all, and then he bares his teeth in a warning. Food shouldn't fight back.
He grabs at Dazai's wrist to pull his arm away. The leg doesn't bother him, he just presses down against it, doesn't even react when it pushes against his crotch. Not yet, at least.
He wants more blood. He needs it. And his prey hasn't been infected yet, so he's allowed to keep going, right?]