( Oh... Coming down from the daze of feeding, faster than last time since he didn't take so much, he reddens - ah. Does it feel like that to everyone? Or just Ginger? Maybe he should advocate more strongly for a cup, if others might feel like it's so... intimate.
Mika hesitates where he is, not sure if he should pull away to look at Ginger - does Ginger want that? - but also not sure if Ginger wants him to stay so close, with the state he's in. )
... Good. ( He feels kind of bad saying that when Ginger feels ... good? in a way he's clearly guilty over. But Ginger said no more apologies... ) ... Calm.
( He's absolutely biting back a suggestion to help somehow, again. He'll always be; he can't help it.
He doesn't pull back - not yet. He still isn't sure if he should. He can feel - Ginger's problem, but he doesn't want Ginger to feel like he's making Mika uncomfortable by being what he is.
"Like a demon," he said. Like it's something he should be punished for. )
Would it help if I did it differently next time? I just— I did what felt natural, but...
( Unfortunately vampires are naturally slutty so this was perhaps an oversight, )
[ That’s what Ginger wants: Mika, well-fed and feeling comfortable enough to - take from Ginger. And he won’t act like he’s not desperate enough to beg Mika to take all the good things he deserves.
‘Next time,’ Mika says. Good, says all parts of Ginger. The angel part that devotedly wants to keep him safe and happy; the demon part that wants to keep him. ]
… I like being close. [ Despite what an absolutely bad idea it is and he knows it. He hasn’t let go; he’s just unlocked the door, left it open a tad, where freedom lies on the other side. ] I think… um… no matter what, it’ll happen with me. Just do it however you want.
And - maybe - I’ll get better at this or figure something out.
[ Might be a good idea to remember that if Rum finds out about this he’ll castrate Ginger for being a pervert and it’ll be problem solved. ]
( If that's what Ginger likes, then he'll stay. He could be made of molten lava and Mika would resolve to stay anyway. This isn't so bad in comparison, )
... I don't know how much help I'd be... but we can figure out something together. It doesn't just have to be your problem.
( Though, he gets it's embarrassing. He totally gets why Ginger would want to just figure this out on his own. But Also... he can't let it slide without saying that.
He curls his fingers in Ginger's hair idly, trying to ease the awkwardness out of him... be cool so Ginger can be cool... we got this... )
... I know... you don't like this, and - it's... difficult. ( Hard, ) But, um... If it's not weird to say... I think it's nice— um. You know. That... well, you're like this because your parents loved each other a lot, right? ... Despite every difference. Despite everything, I think... you know. At the core of all this is love, right?
( But maybe he's just talking out of his ass and making light of Ginger's suffering... what does he know... He's just thinking - at least it's not a curse, right? It's awkward for sure, but... it came from a place of love. )
[ He hasn’t looked down at Mika yet. He never sees Rum’s face in his heated dreams - thank goodness for that. He doesn’t deserve to see those gorgeous eyes. So. He doesn’t deserve to see Mika either, not while he’s having these thoughts.
If he saw Mika’s eyes now - would he… would he see them in his dreams…?
( Is he still pretending he won’t see Mika? He’s such a stupid, stupid, stupid fool.)
Mika’s voice brings him back to the present. It’s endearing the way Mika starts and stops, Ginger’s eyes crinkle with soft affection. He’s beginning to recognize that this is Mika, earnest - when he sounds exactly like this. The halting sentences, the fingers threaded in his hair. No one else has ever tried so hard to make Ginger feel better about - Ginger.
He smiles, and it grows and grows with each word. ]
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Mika hesitates where he is, not sure if he should pull away to look at Ginger - does Ginger want that? - but also not sure if Ginger wants him to stay so close, with the state he's in. )
... Good. ( He feels kind of bad saying that when Ginger feels ... good? in a way he's clearly guilty over. But Ginger said no more apologies... ) ... Calm.
( He's absolutely biting back a suggestion to help somehow, again. He'll always be; he can't help it.
He doesn't pull back - not yet. He still isn't sure if he should. He can feel - Ginger's problem, but he doesn't want Ginger to feel like he's making Mika uncomfortable by being what he is.
"Like a demon," he said. Like it's something he should be punished for. )
Would it help if I did it differently next time? I just— I did what felt natural, but...
( Unfortunately vampires are naturally slutty so this was perhaps an oversight, )
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[ That’s what Ginger wants: Mika, well-fed and feeling comfortable enough to - take from Ginger. And he won’t act like he’s not desperate enough to beg Mika to take all the good things he deserves.
‘Next time,’ Mika says. Good, says all parts of Ginger. The angel part that devotedly wants to keep him safe and happy; the demon part that wants to keep him. ]
… I like being close. [ Despite what an absolutely bad idea it is and he knows it. He hasn’t let go; he’s just unlocked the door, left it open a tad, where freedom lies on the other side. ] I think… um… no matter what, it’ll happen with me. Just do it however you want.
And - maybe - I’ll get better at this or figure something out.
[ Might be a good idea to remember that if Rum finds out about this he’ll castrate Ginger for being a pervert and it’ll be problem solved. ]
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( If that's what Ginger likes, then he'll stay. He could be made of molten lava and Mika would resolve to stay anyway. This isn't so bad in comparison, )
... I don't know how much help I'd be... but we can figure out something together. It doesn't just have to be your problem.
( Though, he gets it's embarrassing. He totally gets why Ginger would want to just figure this out on his own. But Also... he can't let it slide without saying that.
He curls his fingers in Ginger's hair idly, trying to ease the awkwardness out of him... be cool so Ginger can be cool... we got this... )
... I know... you don't like this, and - it's... difficult. ( Hard, ) But, um... If it's not weird to say... I think it's nice— um. You know. That... well, you're like this because your parents loved each other a lot, right? ... Despite every difference. Despite everything, I think... you know. At the core of all this is love, right?
( But maybe he's just talking out of his ass and making light of Ginger's suffering... what does he know... He's just thinking - at least it's not a curse, right? It's awkward for sure, but... it came from a place of love. )
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If he saw Mika’s eyes now - would he… would he see them in his dreams…?
( Is he still pretending he won’t see Mika? He’s such a stupid, stupid, stupid fool.)
Mika’s voice brings him back to the present. It’s endearing the way Mika starts and stops, Ginger’s eyes crinkle with soft affection. He’s beginning to recognize that this is Mika, earnest - when he sounds exactly like this. The halting sentences, the fingers threaded in his hair. No one else has ever tried so hard to make Ginger feel better about - Ginger.
He smiles, and it grows and grows with each word. ]
Yeah. [ Soft. ] It’s love.
[ It’ll be love. ]