he's always been an unwilling eater, though you know it's no moral objection

by the dismissive way he regards all who are not vampires,

beneath him –

but you've always been equals.

"it's just because I'm hungry," he insists,

yet his breath comes uneven on your neck, the hand holding you steady shakes in its grip.

"of course," you try not to laugh.

it's in your nature to tease, but as his teeth sink into your neck

your breath hitches. you say nothing

and place a hand on the back of his head. the fervent sucking grows steady.

you smile. "that's my shin-chan"

I spent, like, two hours world building and all I got was this tiny drabble. It's whatever.
I'm experimenting with a new style, so any feedback is helpful! In addition, this is also my first time writing Takao and Midorima, so thoughts on that are appreciated as well. Thank you!