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*so softly*

If I do not drink then I shall eventually lose control, and will attack humans without restraint. I do not wish this.

*fidgets again*

-- Haha, okay. It's fine, then, right? I don't mind.

*this fidgeting oh*

*runs his hands slowly down Yamamoto's neck, to his shoulders and then down his arms as if shaping him, stopping at his elbows*

Art thou nervous?

*tries to hold still for him*

This is kind of weird for me, haha.

*just considering*

Is it?

Yeah. But a lot of weird things happen to me, so I guess this is pretty normal, considering.

*leaning in to kiss along his neck so gently, just breathing him in*

Things like transforming weapons, hm?

*dsklnf breath hitches mostly in surprise and just
blushes like a fag :|*

-- Ah... haha, yeah. Stuff
like that.

*can smell the rush of blood and breathes shallower*

*speaks against his skin*

Then you are an unusual human.

*isn't going to move away or anything so just stands there, anxiously curling his fingers in against his palm before relaxing them*

Maybe a little.

*opens his mouth and LATCHES ONTO YAMAMOTO'S THROAT WITH FANGS WITHOUT WARNING BUT

doesn't bite down*

*waits*

*ohsdlkn

*makes a small little surprised noise even though he was expecting it and automatically reaches up to grab his arm just so he has something to hold onto*

*...*

*kisses his throat tenderly instead*

If I ask thee, will you come with me?

*breathes

... If that's what you want?

*smiles and steps back as if nothing had happened*

A gift should be properly enjoyed. The street is no place for this.

Oh, did someone give you a present?

*retard :|

*chuckles*

Yes.

*smiles back over his should to indicate that Yamamoto should follow and starts walking*

*follows :)*

Hey, so... are you a vampire? I saw a movie about vampires once.

Wait. Or are you a zombie? You're not, right?

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*..............yeah just keeps walking*

Both of those terms describe creatures that are already dead, and I am not. I am Mikura.

*doesn't care that that probably means nothing to Yamamoto*

Oh, okay. That's good. I think. Because if you were a zombie, I would have already turned into one by now, and that'd be really bad...

*derps along behind him*

A Mikura cannot be created from something so simple as a bite. The process is long and tedious, and a human would not survive it.

Haha, sounds complicated.

It is.

*keeps walking until they've reached a house that looks like any other house, and Eko oh so casually gestures Yamamoto in front of him at the door like someone being a gentleman--

--except that he moves to pin him there, breathing raggedly for a second*

*oh scre

Ah... hahaha... are you okay?

*REALLY ISN'T BUT*

*draws a shaky breath and grabs Yamamoto's jaw, squeezing to force his mouth open*

*almost, almost, almost kisses him, just hovering there centimeters away, fighting for control*