Aries struggled at first when Luca pulled him close, he knew that he’d accept the gentle touch again, the comfort… “Nn… I… I want… But…” He stammered, thought his attempts at pulling away were clearly weak willed, even with the voices in his mind he still found the desire to be cared for so much more potent. “But… But it’s gross… A vampire and a human is… And… I’m dirty.” He wanted to hug Luca back but he refrained, he didn’t want to dirty the hunter as he was. It wasn’t sex he was worried about, but rather just being near the human at all as though he would sully him somehow.<br/><br/>The vampire’s tears calmed some as Luca comforted him, but they didn’t cease. The hunters weren’t wrong for thinking it was gross, they were only wrong in their treatment of Luca. When pulled down to sit with the other he nearly tried to stand back up, but instead he perched himself straddling the other’s legs and managing to keep his hands away, sitting back as he tried not to touch him more than absolutely necessary.<br/><br/>He was about to stand, about to put some distance between them, maybe go wash up at the very least and find somewhere to curl up. But… His eyes looked to the wound and he swallowed hard, wanting to refuse, wanting to tell him no but… But wasn’t he already a monster? Each time it got harder to refuse, and Luca was already bleeding… “I… I want to…” He admitted, the guilt clear on his expression and the agony of that admission in his voice. He was finding it harder and harder to try to remain “human”... He’d already given in and become the monster he’d always hated.<br/><br/>“Isn’t it gross for Luca? To kiss me… after I…?” He murmured softly, but he felt himself losing any resistance he had. His throat burned, and Luca smelled so sweet. He leaned closer, hands curled in fists on Luca’s lap as he began licking up the blood that coated the other’s shoulder. He was careful, and once he’d gotten most from the skin he lapped at the wound as well, his nails digging into his own hands again… He hated this, he hated that he enjoyed the taste, that it soothed him, that he wanted to be able to enjoy it… It wasn’t too long before he finally felt sated enough to stop, though he did run his tongue along a bit that had managed to get onto Luca’s neck before pulling back and looking down between them, eyes dim. He was afraid of his nightmares coming closer and closer to reality… And that reality would soon look as blood stained as his dreams. He was scared, but he also didn’t know how to prevent it without taking from the human so that he could protect him.