the_campus | Panty raid time!

[...games what.]

I see... Well, it's probably for the best. Even though I have a dragon right in front of me, I'd never ask that of you.

...You mean you wanted to try it? My... blood, I mean? Is it really hurting that much?

I was mostly curious. Though you're right; these burns were pretty severe, so they're hurting a lot even now.

Your voice reminded me... since it took the pain away for a moment.

[Way to hit a knife right in her heart, Bakura. Could it really be that... maybe? Dragons were very magical, so... it certainly wasn't outside the realm of possibility. If it's like a potion, then he needs to drink it, but... drinking blood?]

I heal fast, Bakura-kun! So... it's worth a try, right? Even if it helps just a little bit!

...eh? [He stares at her, faking surprise and shock.] But even if you heal fast, it'll hurt you... are you really sure about this?

I don't mind hurting a little if it means you hurt less... that's what you do for someone you care about, right?

And mine will hurt a lot less for a lot longer.

[Feigning reluctance-]

Well... It feels a little weird, but I'd like to try it. But please don't put yourself to any trouble.

It's not any! I'll just... um...

[Oh yeah...]

...How should we do it? I don't think you can put... blood in anything to taste good.

If you did, it might dilute it anyway, right? ...it's a little gross, but I'll try it anyway.

All right... I'll be right back, then.

[She's going in the kitchen to get a sharp knife, then coming out and musing over where to make the cut. The wrist would be too much, and that's... really dangerous, too... Hrm...

Karasu takes a seat as comfortably as she can on the edge of the couch, near his head, and presses the blade against her palm. She bites her lip, then closes her eyes and draws it across sharply. Pain stabs into her awareness as the cut begins to bleed and she holds her hand out over to him, still keeping her eyes closed.]

[He vaguely remembers promising to avoid blood as well... but the important part was the meat. What Malik doesn't know won't hurt him. His hand slips below hers, bandaged fingers cradling the back of her hand as he presses his lips to it. It's almost a kiss, until his tongue slips from his lips to briefly touch the blood. There's a slight pause as he savours the taste - he'd almost forgotten how good it was-! - before his tongue caresses along the line of crimson the blade left, lapping the blood up almost sensuously.

It's exhilerating. Such a strong, honeyed taste. So fierce and overwhelming to his senses. He shivers pleasantly, cleaning the blood from her hand with his tongue without a thought.]

[Karasu stays mostly still for her credit, giving a shiver when his tongue flicks across the cut. It almost seems like he's enjoying it... but maybe it's just that it works quickly and he's enjoying the feeling of pain going away more?

...Sure, she'll go with that.]

Is it helping?

[He weighs his words carefully before he speaks, rubbing the blood from his lips with the back of his hand carefully. Best not to let her know just how good that stuff is.]

Not sure... I feel a little less pained, but I don't think it's actually healing anything. It's just acting like a strong painkiller. Gotta say, it feels good.

Well... at least it's something, right?

[Even if her hand feels weird from that licking, the idea that it helped is enough to get a smile.]

That's true. Heheh, you truly are a miracle girl.

I don't know about that...

[Way to make her blush, Bakura. She rubs her neck a little.]

[Heheh. He draws something out of the bag, studying it for a moment before deciding to try it on. Might wanna turn your back, Karasu... he's as immodest as you. You don't want to see him pantsless, right?]

[That's a trick question, isn't it? Karasu does get up and turn around on noticing he's changing... but she's probably trying to sneak a glance when he's not paying attention.]

Edited 2013-09-15 22:22 (UTC)

[The bandages on his body are mostly on the upper half, save those on one of his legs. So it's probably quite a clear view she's getting when she peeks. Ryou has a pretty nice body, if very pale. Paler than usual, even. His legs are very slim, not muscular, but clearly used to running around.

When he's dressed, he sits back, raising his voice carelessly.]

Yo~ Karasu-chan. How do I look?

[Don't mind her face being red as anything, Bakura~. It's nothing at all~.

...At least, it wasn't. But seeing him dressed like that has her face blushing so hard that it looks almost like paint against her own equally pale skin.]

I... uh... Wow...

...? [He looks confused, though his shoulders shake with quiet laughter after a moment.]

Heheh. You like it that much?

Y-Yeah, you look really... good in it...

[Which is why she's still starting at you.]

I'll keep this one then. It's pretty comfortable.

[Though he could do without the waistcoat. Oh well. Just going to make sure the collar's unbuttoned low enough to be comfortable and stretch out on the couch, flashing her a smile.]

Hey, Karasu, you're really red. You're not getting a temperature, are you? [Feigning worry...

[ACK NOTICED.]

N-No, I'm fine! Sorry, I just... you really do look good and... yeah...

Careful. I might start thinking you like me if you keep that up.

[A light chuckle. Oww, leaning back hurts. He'd better sit up for a while.]

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