ilya saw that lingering gaze, and he could read shane's thoughts written all over his face. it had been a very long time since ilya had been a newborn, a fledgling vampire, and yet he could remember how every feeling had felt so much more urgent. every desire was deeper, and every grief more piercing. though, perhaps the grief would have been just as cutting no matter if ilya had been turned or not, considering it was grief over losing shane. either way, human or vampire, he would have been destroyed.
' then take both, ' ilya told him, his lips playing in a satisfied smile at shane's understanding. ever since shane had woken as a vampire, his understanding of ilya's native tongue had begun to return. they'd fought hard to communicate with each other all those centuries ago. it was wonderful to have that back now. ' though, maybe one at a time, ' he teased, hand shifting so he could stroke shane's cheek, those exquisite freckles, with his thumb. ' i think you would be upset if you accidently bit too deep. dick would be out of commission for a little bit. '