Date: 2024-10-22 02:37 am (UTC)
ricochetlove: (Alas I am dying beyond my means)
From: [personal profile] ricochetlove
[Just as Gepard ought to be shoving Sampo off of him, Sampo really shouldn't be so... chummy with his people-flavored Capri Sun. Just because Gepard is being generous now, offering sustenance in lieu of throwing him in prison, doesn't mean that his generosity is unlimited. This should be a business transaction-- Gepard's blood in exchange for Sampo no longer needing to hunt and providing him with the meals that keep him palatable. Tit for tat.]

[He's warm. When his arm wraps around his side, pulling him in a little, Sampo turns his head towards Gepard and is rewarded with a nose full of his scent. Most people smell sort of vaguely appetizing to Sampo in the same way that frying up garlic and onion smells delicious without being something that you'd want to wear as a perfume, but Gepard... well, he does also smell like a tasty morsel. But there's also something else in it that slots just right in his brain, like a puzzle piece snapping into place.]

[It would be exceptionally weird of him to just shove his face into Gepard's neck and breathe, but it's really a near miss.]


Am I? [He's only had a few blood meals from Gepard, but two in a row is far more than he's used to getting.] I suppose you've fed me pretty regularly. It's more than I'd normally get.
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