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*guess who's in his room, curled up in bed. all that coughing an sneezing are the only noises you'd ever hear from Luke >>:*

...

[gently writing on his forehead. "I'm sorry."]

*nods slightly*

[just looks at him for a moment, then gently takes his hand]

*opens one eye to look at him*

[traces the veins on the back of his hand, then lightly brushes his lips over his skin]

... *closes his eye again*

[lowers Luke's hand, rolling his lips over his teeth]

*too tired to notice Asch's obvious hunger*

[closes his eyes, then heaves a quiet sigh and leans in, lips to his neck]

*shifts slightly* ...

[kisses his neck a few times, scraping his teeth over his skin... then pulls back]

*looks at him*

[has his eyes closed, reaching out to pat his shoulder]

...

[just opens his eyes to look at him, obviously hungry, but shakes his head]

*gropes around for his hand* If you're hungry, you can feed.

[looks at him, weighing pros and cons, then writes back. "Only a little. Your skin even smells ill."]

*nods*

[leans in again, gently caressing his skin with his lips]

*sighs silently*

[gently continues, then bites, also gently]

...

[suddenly bites hard, ripping a wound deep enough to feed from]

*scrunches his eyes closed, in mild discomfort*

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