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[Pidge's eyebrows arch upwards and ears set forward at Yuugi's words. A low, appraising whistle. That's definitely not what she expected.]

I didn't realize. You should've told me.

[Ears flatten for a moment.]

I mean, if you need to... I--I'd help.

I didn't think...well, I mean...

[It wasn't like it was exactly a secret. The offer, though...he paws the floor with his hands, almost like a cat kneading, hips wriggling and tail swishing before he catches himself. Yuugi forces himself to sit still, watching her, eyes practically glowing in the dark with his hunger.]

Are...are you sure? I'm sorry I don't...usually do this...

[Feed from anyone other than Chiaki. They knew the risks, that he could lose control of himself, and honestly he was still getting the hang of not making it so...messy. He licks his lips, biting the bottom one.]

I don't want to impose.

You're not imposing.

[Pidge's answer is hurried, a little uncertain. But she wants to help. It's the least she can do for someone who's been her friend since she got here. Someone who's helped her and supported her.]

...It doesn't hurt, does it?

Well...no. I can make it not hurt.

[His memory of his own turning was fuzzy at best, nightmarish at worst. He's technically an adult vampire now, too, and they've been practicing. Yuugi stares at Pidge in consideration before using the shadows of the trailer to move back to the bed, appearing next to her. Reaching to rub his neck, he pauses, then speaks again,]

But, uh, it's mostly on you if you want to make it not hurt. When Chiaki and I do it it's more of a...thing that happens during...

[He's so close to her now. Yuugi almost subconsciously leans in, hesitates, then reaches up to scratch her ear again. He hates using any of his vampiric abilities, but if she really wanted it to not hurt, this was how they'd have to do it,]

I'm just going to manipulate you a little. It works a bit like hypnotism, so don't freak out okay? I'm just going to suggest a few things. I won't do anything you don't want to.

[Pidge tenses a little as Yuugi explains things to her. There's a bare, nervous nod. She doesn't think this will be all that bad. She rolls her shoulders, then lets out a faint, nervous purr as she feels his hands behind her ear. ]

I-It's okay. Go ahead.

O-okay.

[Yuugi inhales a small breath before he lets it out, closing his eyes for a minute, before he opens them again and reaches to take hold of her chin with his other hand. It's all in the eyes and the voice, from his memory, and he doesn't need to use it with Chiaki. Sometimes he finds that he's accidentally coaxed a customer into a trance, before he can break the contact.]

Look at me.

[If he's never noticed the almost musical lilt to his voice, he certainly does now. Yuugi licks his lips, fangs pricking the bottom one with the motion before he noses his way towards her neck. His hand drops from her chin but he keeps the one on her ear, for comfort rather than anything else, breath hot and warm from his mouth and cold wet nose.]

Don't flinch.

[Flinching could potentially break the trance or cause him to bite somewhere that hasn't got enough blood flowing. Yuugi uses his nose to sniff it out underneath her skin, free hand pressing to the bed beside her as his ears flick back against his head. His mouth waters, and then he bites, teeth digging into the junction of her shoulder and neck.]

[Pidge's gaze hesitates a moment and then rises to meet Yuugi's as he speaks to her. Her eyes widen, then slowly relax, half-closing as the trance begins to settle over her. She had been nervous but now she wonders why? She feels calm and warm and safe now as Yuugi moves in. His voice is soothing and she feels distant, almost as if she's floating. Her ear flicks against his hand and there's a faint, kittenish noise as she feels him against her neck--then the prick and sensation of the bite and woozy headedness that comes as blood trickles into his mouth.]

Y-Yuugi...

[Her voice is soft, almost a breath. She clings to him, breath hitching. He can feel her heart beating rapidly, birdlike, each rapid pulse sending a new pump of her lifeblood to his mouth.]

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