The hesitation drew frustration immediately to the surface. Her eyes creased and she frowned heavily. While he still had her hand, she pulled it from his only to use both her own and weight to back him up into a wall. Ever since they had arrived, he treated her like glass. Jaw firm, she was bound and determined to set things right now.
"Would you stop being so stubborn!?"
There was no magical cure to vampirism, and she knew that much. She knew that he of all people knew that much!
"Maybe you are doing better, but since when have you looked at me so delicately? 'A deep wound,' really, Zero?"
If that was the type of thing she was worried about, then they would have had many more problems from a long time ago. The marks did take some time to fade away, but she didn't care about that. Her fingers released him and she reached up to pull her shirt up and over her head in a swift move. Her camisole remained beneath, which she left in place. With so few clothes, she wasn't about to sacrifice her outer wear, should anything spill.
Determined, this time she was not to be deterred. Voice firm, it echoed with authority as she pinned him in place without a chance yet to speak. He needed to hear everything she had to say, because she wouldn't allow him to look down on her anymore.
"Unless you have an unlimited supply of blood tablets, you should start to use your head." She glared fiercely up at him, hands upon his chest as she moved to undo the first button of his inner shirt.. She knew this game all too well. But it had been a long time since he pulled it on her. The blush that rested in her cheeks was present, but didn't cause her to falter.
"Would you stop hesitating, and drink already? If something happens and you aren't at full strength, how is anyone supposed to depend on you then? Save your tablets for an emergency! That kind of thing should be a give in!" If she wasn't around and he ran out, what would he do then? No matter how strong he was, he wouldn't be able to remain abstinent from blood forever. And she knew what could happen if that was the case. Jaw firm, her fingers nimbly slid the red tie from his uniform off and let it fall to the side.
"We agreed to this already a long time ago."
Her voice seemed to suggest that she wouldn't allow him to back out of their agreement now. Her eyes were firm, a clear brown gaze that burned with determination as she found his.
"Unless something has changed that you haven't told me about yet, then this is me, telling you, to stop treating me like a porcelain doll and to get on with it already. I want you to drink my blood."
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"Would you stop being so stubborn!?"
There was no magical cure to vampirism, and she knew that much. She knew that he of all people knew that much!
"Maybe you are doing better, but since when have you looked at me so delicately? 'A deep wound,' really, Zero?"
If that was the type of thing she was worried about, then they would have had many more problems from a long time ago. The marks did take some time to fade away, but she didn't care about that. Her fingers released him and she reached up to pull her shirt up and over her head in a swift move. Her camisole remained beneath, which she left in place. With so few clothes, she wasn't about to sacrifice her outer wear, should anything spill.
Determined, this time she was not to be deterred. Voice firm, it echoed with authority as she pinned him in place without a chance yet to speak. He needed to hear everything she had to say, because she wouldn't allow him to look down on her anymore.
"Unless you have an unlimited supply of blood tablets, you should start to use your head." She glared fiercely up at him, hands upon his chest as she moved to undo the first button of his inner shirt.. She knew this game all too well. But it had been a long time since he pulled it on her. The blush that rested in her cheeks was present, but didn't cause her to falter.
"Would you stop hesitating, and drink already? If something happens and you aren't at full strength, how is anyone supposed to depend on you then? Save your tablets for an emergency! That kind of thing should be a give in!" If she wasn't around and he ran out, what would he do then? No matter how strong he was, he wouldn't be able to remain abstinent from blood forever. And she knew what could happen if that was the case. Jaw firm, her fingers nimbly slid the red tie from his uniform off and let it fall to the side.
"We agreed to this already a long time ago."
Her voice seemed to suggest that she wouldn't allow him to back out of their agreement now. Her eyes were firm, a clear brown gaze that burned with determination as she found his.
"Unless something has changed that you haven't told me about yet, then this is me, telling you, to stop treating me like a porcelain doll and to get on with it already. I want you to drink my blood."