You’d never dare initiate it yourself. No matter how many years passed, the level of intimacy allowed between you two, the action of feeding off a loved one remained a tradition you’d prefer to never bring up to Dazai.

After all, why would a human understand?

Dazai, though, had deemed it merely a step up in the closeness of your relationship.

Thus you find yourself here. Dazais shirt is undone, to bare the base of his neck to you.

“Come on. Just bite me once, it won’t hurt anyone.”