Unknown creatures parlor talk, with a human.
Sekis — Angel — Koa — Dimitrios
(This writing does contain insinuations of blood, and creatures feeding from others)
Medium(?)
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"It's a lot easier to feed nowadays." His blond hair pools along the head of the couch, tail poking Dimitrios several times in the side.
"Why?" Curious on what would prompt Sekis to say such a thing, Dimitrios grabbed hold of his tail, adjusting to sit up more instead of the slouch he held in his posture beforehand.
"Think about it this way, back then, it was hard for everyone to come by. So, everyone but the royals were skinny, had low iron, buncha stuff that vampires and other creatures couldn't be fully satisfied with." He explains, waving a hand around, letting it hit Angels long white hair every pass.
"Yeah, nowadays, people can mostly manage to afford three or more meals a day. Plus, snacks, and sweet treats. I'm not picky when it comes to where I get blood, I usually get my feeds from my girl friends!" Angel cheers, smacking Sekis' hand away roughly.
Koa blinks, grabbing Angel by the horn to turn his head towards them. Only being able to do so since they were sitting beside each other on the floor. "Girlfriends?" They ask, squinting at him.
"Girl—Friends. Girls I am friends with, I'm still gay. But they taste so much better than men." The white haired creature nods, prideful of his fact.
"Right, so—"
Sekis puts his hand over Dimitrios' face, cutting him off. "I think you've just been feeding from the wrong men. All the ones I go after always taste delicious!" He exclaims, poking Koa's arm with his tail.
"Don't get me wrong, I've tasted a few decent ones. But I gotta agree, something about women is just heavenly. That or I haven't tasted the right guy." They grab Sekis by his tail, yanking him off of the couch.
A loud yelp fills the living room. Angel slips up onto the couch, watching as Sekis fumbles to compose himself.
"Lady kissers, alllllllll of you." It sounded more like a hissed sentence more than anything else. There he was, planted on his stomach, head propped up on his palms while he elbows met the hardwood beneath him. Laying on the floor like he didn't get yanked off the couch.
"You kiss them too. Angel doesn't, he just feeds. Dimitrios has only kissed his wife." Koa points out, pausing, smiling. "I have nothing to say in defense of myself though." Completely prideful, tail swishing against the hardwood floor where they sat.
Dimitrios let's his jaw drop, squinting, brows furrowed. "I thought we were talking about feeding. What did this conversation shift too— why was my wife brought up!?!"
Sekis perks back up, and points at Dimitrios in the kind of way that told him he was right for bringing them back on topic.
"Right! Anywho, one time, I got so full that I went into a food coma in this guys living room. Best nap of my life, I woke up on his couch like five hours later and he made soup. He was fine!"
"Isn't there a limit to how much you feed?? How did you feed enough to nap for five hours??" Angels voice was now filled with concern, and a bit of intrigue given the new information he'd just gotten.
They'd all had limits set for them when they were younger, only get two mouth fills before calling it. Two, considering they all have pretty big mouths.
"Oh- I do this thing where I check in after I reach the limit and get consent to dive in again." His blond hair curtained in front of his eyes as he nodded, a few strands poking his eyes.
He was then smacked upside the back of his head three times.
"Why didn't creatures like you guys and vampires just... Feed from the royals back then?" Back to his curious questions.
Dimitrios never really got to speak with them about their whole feeding processes and rules. He used to get squeamish about that kind of stuff.
"Generally, it was just a law we had to follow. Back when the wars were going, and they were so heavily protected. It was hard to get to them, hard to do it without getting punished." Koa exhaled, loudly, dramatically, tail tapping the floor. "Plus, they'd taste too rich."
Absolute silence.
Nobody was laughing.
Poor Koa, they don't understand their humor.
Angel let's out a few late giggles, tail curling and shaking as he finally understood the joke.
"Подлизывайтесь." Dimitrios grumbles in hushed Russian, lifting his foot to poke Sekis' horns a few times. The little phrase translates to 'Suck up.'
Which earned him a glare from Koa and a book flying at him. "I'm funny! You two just suck." They nod, moving their legs to rest them on Sekis' back.
These idiots.
