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-”Wh-what do you two think you’re doing? Get away from me!”
Despite his tough words, Ayato was slowly backing up, eventually stopping when his back hit the wall behind him. An expression of fear was creeping across his face, and you grinned. It was always fun when they were afraid.
“Don’t worry, honey, it’ll only hurt a little,” you crooned, kneeling down by his chest, where his shirt was three buttons open.
Yui too was boxing him in, pinning Ayato with hands on his shoulders. Even she was horribly hungry, tempted by all the new prey in the household.
Your fangs, in an instant, sunk into the exposed skin of his chest, blood welling up in your mouth. Yui bit down too, tilting his head back so she could reach the tender skin of his throat.
Ayato whimpered, hands latching onto your shoulders and clawing at your shirt. He was so afraid, skin trembling and twitching under your fangs.
And there was nothing he could do about it.