#i introduce unto you the disassociative state eros goes into when hunger hits without him realizing :>

[draconicfool]

The other's words don't seem to register. Not to the man in his lap. Could you call it a man in his lap? It's more like a beast.

Those teeth ripping into his flesh without prejudice. Tearing sinew and muscle. Ripping flesh from bone. Like he's starving. He's been starved. And yet, somehow, there's a laugh that escapes him.

"Mine-- mine, mine~!"

It isn't him talking, he knows that- he isn't aware of himself. Isn't aware of what he's doing. Not really. For him- for him it was as if they were still sitting there together. His fingers tangled in Jing Yuan's hair. For Eros- he wasn't ripping into his flesh, but trailing kisses along it. Laughing as they enjoyed each other's company. Each other's affections.

It's like a road block. Keeping him from actually realizing what's happening. For it isn't the usual hunger that had taken hold- it was the other. That desperate need to devour what was his. Then nobody else could have him. Could touch or even look at him.

Somehow his tone is still so sweet as he licks part of the blood from the other's wounds he's making. As he digs those teeth in deeper.

"M' Jing Yuan..~."

And then another tearing of flesh. Another swallow of his very being. Of that all too long tongue running over his lips. Those hungry eyes staring up at the general as he sank his teeth in again and again.

"We really shouldn't be doin' this in th' garden, huh..~?"

He can’t move. Why can’t he move!?

Despite all his efforts, all his great strength all he can manage is to twitch his fingertips. Had he been poisoned?

But he can still breathe easily. At least there was no sign of whatever was affecting him closing him off of air.

He tries to speak, and speak calmly so as to not panic his partner.

“Shoi-Ming, s-something’s wrong—” he begins to say when they part again, wincing from the bite.

It all happens so fast.

Eros is looking at him. But something was wrong. Something malicious. Jing Yuan is shocked as Eros rips apart his tunic without warning.

But before he can voice any more of his concerns Eros’s teeth sink into his flesh. Jing Yuan cries out in pain as the sharp teeth slice into him without mercy.

No, no, not now! How was the curse affecting his beloved now of all times!?

He tries to push Shoi-Ming off, but his limbs are paralyzed and useless.

“E-Eros! Stop! It’s me, stop!”