[It doesn't, it hurts like hell, but what's a little pain for the bit? Anyway, he wonders if he can be even more annoying and get some kind of reaction out of-]
[Oh.]
[OH.]
[What a disgraceful noise he makes when Vanilla just captures him, pulls him, and then does that. Once again, it's deeply overwhelming, the sudden heated contact, the aggression, the intrusiveness of it. Like he has no choice but to let him in, to let him consume him from the inside out, and Shadow Milk is more than willing to lay himself out like a buffet.]
[He feels that pinch on his lips, the hot feeling of blood running down his lips, the taste of it in his own mouth, and then that gentle apology afterwards. It sends fire down his spine and he's left stunned, once again, trying to get his brain to catch back up again.]
[He floats there kind of stupidly with an attracted, gobsmacked look on his face and then starts to float after him.]
Coming.
[He hopes to the witches this man is the death of him.]
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[Oh.]
[OH.]
[What a disgraceful noise he makes when Vanilla just captures him, pulls him, and then does that. Once again, it's deeply overwhelming, the sudden heated contact, the aggression, the intrusiveness of it. Like he has no choice but to let him in, to let him consume him from the inside out, and Shadow Milk is more than willing to lay himself out like a buffet.]
[He feels that pinch on his lips, the hot feeling of blood running down his lips, the taste of it in his own mouth, and then that gentle apology afterwards. It sends fire down his spine and he's left stunned, once again, trying to get his brain to catch back up again.]
[He floats there kind of stupidly with an attracted, gobsmacked look on his face and then starts to float after him.]
Coming.
[He hopes to the witches this man is the death of him.]