[A dark flush appears in Atem's cheeks, darker than when he's fed on human blood. Ryou's is shadowy, even when he's solid...it looks more like a bruise than a blush. A breath in, then out.]
You're making it very hard to finish what I'm doing.
[He puts the cloth down on the nightstand, and leans over Ryou, one hand bracing himself against the bed. The other takes hold of Ryou's chin, playful and warm. It is very hard to resist requests when Ryou gets like this. But, if Atem doesn't, he'll get blood all over his pillow until the bleeding slows down...can he pull away from bumping their noses together long enough to get a plaster on?]
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You're making it very hard to finish what I'm doing.
[He puts the cloth down on the nightstand, and leans over Ryou, one hand bracing himself against the bed. The other takes hold of Ryou's chin, playful and warm. It is very hard to resist requests when Ryou gets like this. But, if Atem doesn't, he'll get blood all over his pillow until the bleeding slows down...can he pull away from bumping their noses together long enough to get a plaster on?]
You know I can't deny you anything...