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manic pixie dream architect (it's kaveh, sorry) ([personal profile] fussiest) wrote in [community profile] citylogs 2023-12-13 03:59 am (UTC)

[ netzach asks kaveh if he is ready.

there is a right answer to this. it also happens to be the answer that kaveh is prepared to say. it is, after all, not the first time. it is not the second. but it's odd, kaveh thinks, that it's happened twice from bloodletting, which in itself shouldn't be odd considering the vampire, and now vampires, that he's involved with on a regular basis, but it's still a little odd that it's happened twice now. it comes back to blood, and fangs, and blood in that ever-sifting stream. red diluted by the waters of a tricking river is pink.

netzach's lips are stained with it, the pure, unadulterated form of midnight's blood, the blood that is healthy, and good, and doesn't cause him pain. kaveh lifts a finger, he gently runs it over netzach's lips, wipes that blood from it. he brings it to his own, and runs his tongue over the pad of his finger. it tastes like blood. of course it does. it's rich, it is bitter, it is the taste of iron. humans aren't meant to get used to it, or angels, or sankta. perhaps sankta.

no, kaveh nearly says, he is not ready. this is a world where midnight does not have oripathy, and once again, it is kaveh who ends his world.

what kaveh says instead, is this:
]

Of course. [ kaveh leans in. he leaves a kiss on netzach's forehead, warm and true. ] I'm glad that it's you. Come.

[ kaveh knows how to do it now, how to bare his throat. ]

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