zachariahsisms:
Zach hated himself for how automatic his arms were, wrapping around Eli the second he scooted closer. He told himself it was just because Eli probably wanted to be held and it’s what he owed the guy after taking some of his blood—even if he just liked holding Eli anyway. “Yes, you are.” He said, meeting Eli’s gaze softly with an accompanying, lazy smile. “You feel closer to me after you were moaning over some euphoric sensation when I was sucking your blood. It’s not… that deep. Just… a side effect, I think.” But they were closer whether Zach liked it or not. It was that little tether he was just oh so surprisingly fond of. “But of course we’re friends. I even asked you out on a non-date, remember?” Zach giggled and squeezed his arms around Eli tightly, curling into him a little. He fit a leg between both of Eli’s, getting as close as possible. “Maybe it is that deep.” Zach said, because he felt bad for saying it wasn’t since it maybe was. Feeding was an intimate thing! Especially when you cared about the other person, and Zach really did care. He smiled at their pets and closed his eyes. “What kind of mood?” He chuckled, then, humming delightedly and opening his eyes to meet Eli’s gaze. “Thank you! So are you.”
eli now wanted to be held every second of every day, it’s just the way he was. he was getting too used to zach but it wasn’t really a bad thing, not in his mind anyway. ‘i’d like to think it was because you were still.. caring, in a sense. it was fucking euphoric, but i don’t think it’d be the same feeling with anyone else. tell me what i taste like, is that a strange question? can you like, tell what i had for supper? i mean, i know you know but can you tell?’ even if this wasn’t the most comfortable, eli too wrapped his arms around zach, hugging him as they lay there facing each other, only pulling back to rest his head on the pillow with a sigh. ‘i know, i know. but we’re friendlier now, aren’t we? either way, i like it. i like being this way with you.’ he definitely didn’t feel like a pest any longer, just a boy who was lying in bed with another boy and their pets and everything was good and perfect. except for the whole zach went rabid last night thing, but oh well. ‘just a mood. a very good mood!’ he grinned, pulling his hand around to poke zach’s nose. ‘really? i’m cozy? good! maybe we can do this more often.’
















