[There's always so much of Atem like this, isn't there? Even though he doesn't really gain height, he's still massive! It's a comfort, if a strange situation.
That's not too important right now though. What's important is the fact that he's being encouraged to take what he needs and not to hold back anymore. Whether it makes sense or not, hearing that seems to sharpen the desire for blood, enough that his eyes seem to glow just a bit brighter as he turns Atem's hand over in his, baring the skin there. Instinct leads him to the best place to bite, and with as much care as he can muster, he does just that.
It'll hurt, but the angle he chooses means that of his mouthful of pointed teeth, only two pierce, though it's not a neat puncture like what Atem himself might have managed. Ryou makes a gentle sound as he feels the skin give way--maybe it's his way of trying to apologize?--until the rush of blood flows into his mouth.
Then...sorry or not, he latches onto the wound, drinking greedily. It feels as if he hasn't tasted blood on his tongue in years, maybe decades somehow. It'll be a long moment or three, before he can think past the euphoria that comes with sating his monstrous hunger...but if anyone can catch his attention, it would be Atem, right...?]
cw, blood, vampiric feeding
That's not too important right now though. What's important is the fact that he's being encouraged to take what he needs and not to hold back anymore. Whether it makes sense or not, hearing that seems to sharpen the desire for blood, enough that his eyes seem to glow just a bit brighter as he turns Atem's hand over in his, baring the skin there. Instinct leads him to the best place to bite, and with as much care as he can muster, he does just that.
It'll hurt, but the angle he chooses means that of his mouthful of pointed teeth, only two pierce, though it's not a neat puncture like what Atem himself might have managed. Ryou makes a gentle sound as he feels the skin give way--maybe it's his way of trying to apologize?--until the rush of blood flows into his mouth.
Then...sorry or not, he latches onto the wound, drinking greedily. It feels as if he hasn't tasted blood on his tongue in years, maybe decades somehow. It'll be a long moment or three, before he can think past the euphoria that comes with sating his monstrous hunger...but if anyone can catch his attention, it would be Atem, right...?]