[ Compared to him, Silco is small, thin and reedy, and Vergilius has almost a foot on him when he zeroes in on him, into his space, and it isn't comfortable, but he doesn't crumple under the weight of him, he only shifts, swallowing the last of the blood from the latest bite on his arm. He almost snakes back in to take another bite, but he's too close, and dipping lower, and β
The weight of him feels a little like he's trapped, pressed into the seat, he can't escape, and it's claustrophobic like everything from the blood to the air between them is shared, he doesn't feel like there's enough to go around, and it makes him greedy to find a way to dominate, especially when he holds him down like this.
The sharp hiss of air through his teeth was audible, his fingers instinctively found that injury on Vergilius's thigh again β pressed so much closer now that he was in his lap β and he dig his hand in, to make it hurt, give as much as he got. His fingers relaxed, and he released his hand, to wind it into his hair, brushing it out of his eyes.
He tightened his grip, and tugged, not necessarily to pull him away from the gruesome bite, but to keep him in line. ]
Careful β [ Half a hiss of pain, half a command. ] β Don't leave a mess on my shirt.
[ It sounds less in control than he would have liked. ]
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The weight of him feels a little like he's trapped, pressed into the seat, he can't escape, and it's claustrophobic like everything from the blood to the air between them is shared, he doesn't feel like there's enough to go around, and it makes him greedy to find a way to dominate, especially when he holds him down like this.
The sharp hiss of air through his teeth was audible, his fingers instinctively found that injury on Vergilius's thigh again β pressed so much closer now that he was in his lap β and he dig his hand in, to make it hurt, give as much as he got. His fingers relaxed, and he released his hand, to wind it into his hair, brushing it out of his eyes.
He tightened his grip, and tugged, not necessarily to pull him away from the gruesome bite, but to keep him in line. ]
Careful β [ Half a hiss of pain, half a command. ] β Don't leave a mess on my shirt.
[ It sounds less in control than he would have liked. ]