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*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*

*sdkfs can't really say anything because Eko's holding his jaw but reaches up to grab his arm again out of instinct, just watching and waiting for him to do something :(*

*tries to laugh but it just kind of dies in his throat becausehisheartisbeatingsofast*

*just. breathes.*

*and sinks against Yamamoto when he's finally got it under control, resting his forehead on his shoulder*

*curls his fingers against his arm and tilts his head to the side for him :(*

*doesn't move -- except one hand comes up to slide into Yamamoto's hair, cradling the back of his skull*

...

*pricks his skin right at the base of his neck, just the shallowest puncture, and presses his mouth to it*

*makes the softest tiniest noise and grips his arm tighter on reflex, tensing for half a second before relaxing and going completely still*

*laps eagerly, grip unconsciously tightening in his hair until he's almost wrenching Yamamoto's head back*

*makes another little noise at the hand in his hair but can't really focus too much on the pain since eko's kind of sucking on his neck*

*presses forward against him on instinct though in an attempt to relieve the pressure on his head*

*pauses just for a second at Yamamoto pressing against him and wedges a thigh between his legs, forcing them a little wider, and opens his mouth to actually bite*

*but snarls something against wet skin instead and turns his face away, breathing hard*

*low and almost gutteral*

Inside.