Shy As Can Be(W.A.R.P) *M*

[Avatar Korra]

"The last time I did this I didn't feel completely full." Peyton said quietly, looking at her.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken looked at him, worried. She gently placed her hands on his cheeks and looked into his eyes, trying to say that it was alright, that it would have to do for now.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton nodded slightly and nuzzled her neck for a second before sinking his teeth into her neck.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken wrapped her arms lightly around his neck, biting her lip as his fangs broke skin. Her head was tilted slightly to the side. She closed her eyes, bearing with the feeling of her own blood being drained.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton let go of her neck a minute later, hovering over the wounds in her neck and gently started licking the holes on her neck.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken felt the holes close over and she looked up at him, weakly. She gave him a soft smile and kissed him, lightly before passing out.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton cut a slice in his wrist and putting it into her mouth, letting the blood slowly drip into her mouth.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken drank his blood, unconsciously but didn't wake up.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton stopped feeding his blood to her after a minute or two of dripping.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken was still unconscious and pale.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton laid her down on the bed and held her hand tightly.

[Poison Ivy]

Darken was out for a good portion of the day and then one of her brothers came into her room. He froze in the doorway when he saw her and ran over to her bedside, panicking. "What happened to Michelle?" he asked, quickly.

[Avatar Korra]

"She just fainted, I've been by her side all day. Grab me that pillow and put it behind her head please." Peyton said quietly.

[Poison Ivy]

"She doesn't look well, we need to get her to a hospital." her brother muttered. He quickly put the pillow under her head and called out for the other brother. "What is it now, Kevin?" Aiden asked as he hiked up the stairs. He walked in and over to the two and then looked down at her, sighing.

[Avatar Korra]

Peyton gently stroked the hair out of her face, feeling disappointed in himself. He was the one that did this, and he should personally take responsibility but she wouldn't want him to. And he wasn't so sure if a hospital could help.