Proxima Samples - Amat Log and First Person

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First person
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[When the feed kicks in, Haruhi can be seen with one of her cats curled up in her lap. All orange and fluffiness he is content to have his ears scratched right now while 'mom' does her thing.]

I was wondering if there are any houses for sale? Nothing too big. Just something to fit two people and more than a few pets. Maybe something with a small yard...?

[So that Nezumi's dog can run around to his little doggy heart's content.]

Anyway, if no one knows I suppose I can just keep looking until I find something nice. Thank you.

[With that she ends her video there, short and sweet.]


Private: Heisuke Todou

So... how have you been?

[She's been careful not to bring up their last encounter but that didn't stop her worrying about how he was doing, if he was taking care of his blood needs and the like.]


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Log Sample:

I would first like to apologize PROFUSELY for the length of this. Amat is a locked comm and as such my options were to either copy paste or make an image and I don't trust IMGUR not to mess up the aspect ratio so. :| Copy/Paste it is. This is a log between Haruhi and another individual having some romantic relations. I've colored Haruhi's responses for ease of finding her voice for refrence.

Haruhi made her way to Heisuke's home in record time. She showed up on his door step wearing as best a calm expression as she can manage, worry filling her thoughts. His collar was tight and he needed blood. Considering what feeding did the last time, she knew there would be no problems dealing with the latter. It was all simple enough to her and she wanted to help him. She would probably have to explain to Ryuunosuke so that he wouldn't be upset at her keeping something like that from him.

It was one thing to be a curse but another to willingly offer her blood as she'd done twice now. The first time had technically been during a curse but this time she'd need to explain the bite marks to him if he saw them. Honesty was definitely not something she had issues upholding. Sighing, she approaches the front door, knocking before calling out to Heisuke.

"Heisuke? I'm here..." Made obvious by her knocking, more than likely. Who else would he be expecting?

He could have kicked himself for not saying 'no' when Haruhi offered to help him with the bloodlust. Even with the problems posed by his collar, the fact that he'd forgotten about the moon while wandering in the forest was the more pressing issue. Once that was sated, he'd be fine for a few hours or so until it returned, which meant if he was careful and fed immediately beforehand, the possibility of bloodlust happening during sex was slim. The biggest issue he had with this though, was that he seemed to have a hard time keeping things as innocent as possible while feeding.

And it had happened with Haruhi.

...and when she'd offered help with the bloodlust, he hadn't said no.

The knock on the door and her voice that filtered through made him more than a little nervous. Last time had been a curse that overlapped with it, but this? A part of him had hoped that something would come up and keep her from dropping by, but evidently that hadn't been the case. She would insist on helping him...and because he didn't want the pain that came from not drinking, he would accept it.

He was a little slow to open the door, said pain making movement a little difficult but not crippling, having been tempered with the blood he'd consumed earlier. The small smile he offered was a little strained, but he honestly appreciated her being there -she didn't look at him with pity or as though he were some sort of monster.

"...You didn't have to, y'know."

While she waits for him to answer, she fiddles with her hair, pulling it up into a messy bun. It was best to keep it out of the way during this exchange. She wore her usual hoodie and jeans, not looking very done up. If there was one thing Haruhi could be counted on it was her ability to not make a huge deal out of something. He needed blood and she had blood to give. Her wounds would heal. He had nothing to worry about.

When he opens the door to greet her, she frowns at the pain that is clear on his face and her emotions bounce between concern for his condition and awe at the sight of those red eyes and white hair. She felt like with just a look he was already devouring her, that color so red and piercing she almost froze on the spot in surprise. At his words she adopts a more stubborn frown.

"You're right I didn't need to but you need the help. I want to help. So... there." He was her friend and friends helped one another no matter what. He wouldn't hurt her badly and she would help him not be so thirsty. Crossing her arms, her expression softens into one of concern as she waits to be let in.

He managed a laugh at her words, stepping aside to allow her entry. She was right about that -he did need the help- so it would've been rude to push her away when it was pretty obvious she would fight him on it. This time, though, things wouldn't get out of hand. He'd already drank enough to take the edge off so he wouldn't lose control like the last time this happened.

"I'm not...really sure how you wanna do this. I mean, last time was kind of an accident..." His voice trailed off, colour slowly creeping into his cheeks at memories he tried his best to ignore. Though, he might be able to get away with not actually biting her if he took a few minutes to go dig out what he'd picked up specifically for doing this with Sano. Clean cuts healed easier than bite wounds, after all.

Come to think of it, a clean cut might also be easier for her to explain off than the alternative, and it'd be less pain for her. But how to bring that up?

Stepping inside, she stops once she's walked past him to look up at him and get a better look of his condition. He looked like every movement was a struggle. Carefully, her hand reaches out to rest on his arm. Accident or no, this was not his fault that she was here. Maybe she was being too stubborn but she genuinely wanted to help him.

"Its up to you... how best and easiest you can get blood, I guess." She bites her lip, trying to control her imagination so that it didn't travel back to the last time they had done this, the accident which ended up with him biting more than just her forearm. Her other hand curls into a fist, pressed against her chest, as if that could some how give her a means to push down where her thoughts had gone.

Best and easiest? That would be whatever broke the skin, whether it was a teeth or a blade. His gaze lowered to the hand on his arm, his mind working frantically to come up with the best possible route. Her arm would work, as he'd done so many times at home with Chizuru, but he never really had much luck with those wounds bleeding for long.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped closer to her, tilting his head and lowering it slightly, as if intending to whisper something to her, using her distraction to his advantage. Maybe he should stop over-thinking and just do it already. At the very least, they could get the awkwardness from last time out of the way.

"...'m sorry." There's a moment where it almost seems like he intends to nuzzle her neck, lips brushing lightly against her skin...all the more warning she gets before the bite comes.

She should have expected it and yet her mind was so full of concern that when he leaned in her guard was totally down. The only warning she gets is the feeling of his lips brushing her skin. Shivering a bit, her pulse speeds up just before the stinging feeling of his bite hits her.

Gasping heatedly, she grabs onto the arm she'd been touching in order to keep herself still. The first time he'd done this had been met with shock and awe yet now it felt like she was accustomed to the feeling of his teeth sinking into her flesh. She could picture him in her imagination with those red eyes closed, mouth clamped to her throat. Like last time, her free hand travels to the back of his head, tangling in his hair while he takes what he needs.

She felt like her heart was a bird trapped in a cage, like she couldn't get enough air or hold enough air in her lungs at the same time. Closing her eyes, she wills herself to calm down and not get too carried away with thoughts of last time mingling with the sensations she feels this time.

As soon as the skin split beneath his teeth and the telltale coppery taste hit his tongue, he switched to sucking at the wound, wanting to keep it open as long as necessary. The last thing he wanted to do was cause her problems, so he'd try to keep the number of bites to a minimum so it would be easier for her to explain away. He didn't want to cause problems...and yet trying to quiet the part of him that wanted to run with it again was harder than he'd expected.

The hand in his hair didn't help much in that regard, bringing with it memories from the last time they'd done this.

There was a moment's hesitation before he wrapped his arms around her, both to give her some sort of stability and because maybe by doing so, it'd keep his hands from wandering. Whether or not that would be the case remained to be seen, but he could hope, right?

She lets out another sharp gasp, feeling his teeth dislodge from her throat only to be replaced with his lips sucking at the wound left behind. Her other arm wraps around his neck as he pulls her close. The hand tangled in his hair tugs lightly, an unconscious move on her part.

Haruhi bites her lip, hoping to keep any noises to herself in the future. It didn't help how painfully aware she was of being pressed right up against him, his hands at her back. It also was made worse by his lips sucking her now tender and sensitive flesh, earning him a small moan. Her mouth was really bad letting her behave herself.

He was so careful not to let his hands wander, but the tug at his hair and that little moan made him slip...but only a bit, as the hand that sat lower against her back slid down to rest at the small of her back, unintentionally pulling her against him. So far, so good. As long as things didn't get out of control and he kept it in his pants -and kept his pants on and closed- everything would be fine.

Lifting his head after a few long moments of sucking at her neck, he paused to lap up any blood that escaped before blowing lightly on the wound he'd made as if it would help ease the pain. It was what people did for burns, and it helped dry any other wound, so surely it would help.

Her limbs felt like jelly and some how she stayed upright, pressed rather intimately against him. The blood loss made her a bit light headed but she could still feel his tongue on her skin followed by his warm breath as he blew across the open wound.

"Is that- do you need more?" Some part of her wanted him to say yes, wanted this warm feeling that came after to continue. She felt it now, bubbling through her like an intense need for him. It didn't feel the same way shShee felt when she was like that with Ryuunosuke but there was the same pull there. She didn't know what to do about it.

Catching her breath for a moment, her fingers smooth down the back of his neck, taking in the feel of his skin. She presses her face into his shoulder, willing her heart rate to be normal.

At the question, he cast a cautious glance in her direction. Was she alright? Had he maybe taken too much? Was she just a little light-headed? Did she need to lie down? Then again, maybe letting her sit or lie down would be better for her because if she fell, would he even be able to catch her?

"Are you okay? Did you wanna lie down or something?" His voice was low and a little rough, but he tried to keep his tone as soft as possible despite the worry. Maybe he could manage on this.

Lifting one hand to the back of her head, fingers threading through her hair, he let her stay where she was until she was ready. Perhaps a little break would be good for both of them because it'd give his system a chance to catch up, see if he still needed it or if that was enough.

She felt lured in by how nice he smelled, where she had her face pressed into his shoulder. Drawing back a bit, she shakes her head. If he needed more blood, she would be fine. Obviously, she didn't want him to kill her but she wasn't so fragile that she couldn't handle being a little dizzy. It wasn't totally the blood loss that made her feel this way either.

"I'm fine - feel hot." Which wasn't a lie. She did feel hot, pressed up against his equally warm body and her insides reacting the way they were to that. Her fingers move lower, tracing the hem of the collar of his shirt.

"Do you need more?" If he did, it wouldn't be too much more, probably. Best not to toy with the situation too much. She could feel that tiny spark of arousal pick up just a bit, making that need all the more apparent to her. She didn't want him to stop touching her head like that, or wrapping his arm around her. Yet even thinking that made guilt knot in her stomach right along with her need.

The biggest drawback at present was that even the slightest hint of a blush stood out against the lack of colour. If he was lucky, he could write it off as embarrassment over what he was going to say, but in truth he really didn't want to end it at all. Not that he wanted to drain her...but if it came to an end, she would leave.

His fingers brushed her hair back from her ear as he tilted his head toward hers, close enough that his lips nearly grazed the outer edge. "Would you be upset if I said yes?" It wasn't much more than what he'd already taken, but a part of him wanted to draw it out just that much more. Keep her there that much longer.

...and while he couldn't help hating that part of himself, because she wasn't his to have, he didn't do anything to stop it either.

His lips so close to her ear were making her blush. She had sensitive ears on a normal day so this was certainly doing her no favors in the way of keeping her cool. Think about Ryuunosuke, she says to herself. Then again, that would probably be worse and if he needed blood, he needed blood.

"Sure just- just make sure you don't bite somewhere too visible..." She would already be needing a scarf tomorrow to cover this bite. If Ryuunosuke asked her, she'd be honest. Heisuke needed the help. Resting her cheek against his shoulder again, she could smell his skin where her nose touched his neck. He smelled as warm as he felt, if warmth had a smell to it. Unconsciously, she almost nuzzles in to that warmth. She felt warm enough by herself right now she didn't actually need his anyway.

"I'll do one better, then." The hand at her head moved to fumble with his left earlobe, removing the small stud -all this time and he still wore the starter earring he'd gotten during a drunken binge, but only because he was too afraid it would close up if he removed it. Should he need help getting it back in, he could always ask.

Once out, he pressed the sharp tip to her ear, careful not to push it clean through. All he needed was to break the skin, not pierce her ear. "I won't bite...and I promise you won't have to worry about complicated explanations later."

There was a moment of confusion at his assurance, when she sees him take his earring out and press it to her ear. She felt bad at the way he said "complicated explanations". It wasn't as if they were doing anything wrong, right? Then why did her stomach suddenly have a knot in it?

"Okay. That should work?" She had half a mind to question getting an infection but she would just clean the wound later and make sure he cleaned his earring of blood before he went and put it back in. "I'm ready when you are."

Closing her eyes, she steels herself for the sting of the earring breaking the skin.

It's just a little pinch, a pop as the sharp tip of the earring pierces her skin -just enough to draw blood...and then it's gone, replaced by his mouth sucking at her bloodied earlobe. Every now and then, there's the scrape of teeth as he tries to get as much as he can from that small puncture, tongue lapping at the blood. He was pretty proud of himself though! For all that's happened so far, he hasn't let his hands wander any more than they already had.

The only downside is that even though he's trying his hardest to keep things as not sexual as possible, he's only making it worse for himself by keeping his distance. It's only because in his head he can still hear Ryuunosuke's rather bummed 'It's fine' that he's done as well as he has so far -he doesn't want to be any more of a disappointment to the only person left from home than he already is.

Haruhi is also trying very hard to behave herself, which isn't too bad considering she keeps reminding herself of Ryuunosuke. Heisuke's tongue sweeping over the edge of her ear is trying it's very best to win her attention. Haruhi starts making lists in her head, thinking of non-shiver inducing things and not how the rough texture of his ear made her toes want to curl. Her ears were sensitive and yet she hadn't picked up on how sensitive they were until this moment.

Biting her lip, she forces herself to focus on something else besides him, far from trusting herself. Meanwhile, her hands find the front of his shirt, grabbing onto it so that she doesn't feel his skin or hair. Clothes were a neutral territory.

It's slow going, forcing blood from what amounts to little more than a pinprick, but he promised he wouldn't bite and he intends to stick to it. The taste of her skin, the scent of her hair, her hands at the front of his shirt, the sound of her breath as she does her best to keep herself steady... perhaps it had been a bad idea to take her up on her offer. A very bad idea, because while clothes were neutral, it didn't mean his own weren't getting a little uncomfortable. Even though it was a bit awkward, he shifted his hips so as to put some distance between them...only to end up pressed against her thigh and unable to move further or risk losing his meal.

His fingers played with her hair while his other hand stayed low at her back, his own breath somewhat ragged between sucking and tugging at her earlobe, but to his credit, he managed to keep from doing anything else to further embarrass himself. This really wasn't what he'd intended to have happen, and Haruhi can expect an awkward and embarrassed apology afterward.

That slight shift of his hips was enough to send a fresh wave of color into her skin and a million questions through her head. There was technically still the matter of his collar and just drinking blood would most definitely not fix that. Her own breathing felt as if it was a bit strained and ragged and that had nothing to do with him drinking her blood and everything to do with him pressed right up against her. Maybe.

Trying to get comfortable herself, she shifts a little, accidentally grazing against him with her leg before she stills almost immediately. She hoped that wouldn't start anything even if her mind was playing out all the ways this would end up with how they were both probably feeling right now. This was not the same as last time, she reminded herself. They were better prepared and neither of them wanted to hurt Ryuunosuke.

Wait, why is she even thinking about this becoming something that would hurt him? That shouldn't even be a thought right? She needed to focus on something else. Anything else but her imagination would do.