[ Noé grips his hand as gently as possible, his eyes turning golden as soon as he feels the pulse under his fingers. As much as he'd like to gaze up to reassure Aether that everything will be alright and that it will remain their secret.
First of all, he doesn't want to freak Aether out— perhaps it's just in his head, but there's very little he can do about it, considering his previous experiences. A few moments later, his fangs sink into the tissue, and he makes a soft sound when he can taste the first drop of blood.
Eventually, everything becomes blurry and when he comes to, Noé can see Aether's back, but he doesn't recognize the place they're in. ]
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First of all, he doesn't want to freak Aether out— perhaps it's just in his head, but there's very little he can do about it, considering his previous experiences. A few moments later, his fangs sink into the tissue, and he makes a soft sound when he can taste the first drop of blood.
Eventually, everything becomes blurry and when he comes to, Noé can see Aether's back, but he doesn't recognize the place they're in. ]