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[sixtyeighth]

[ Mostly, Giovanni would say. Sure, he essentially is human. Human in the same way Giovanni is. Human in a way that is better than being actually human. The healing itself is different from what he knows. His fingers brush by the steam, feeling the heat of it as he heals. It's interesting to witness. He cares little for the how of it all - whether it's a command or instinct, all he cares is that it is. it allows him to push and see how far he can take the other. He knows most people aren't used to having their bones broken like this. It would probably be pretty strange if Eren were used to it.

Don't stop.

That is easy. Not stopping is easy for Giovanni. He enjoys breaking bones and flesh under his fingers. It's comfortable and familiar, but he knows he can only do so much. He wonders if Eren gets used to the pain if he keeps delivering on the same kinds. ]

Please, I've barely gotten started.

[ Eren fighting back would delight him. Giovanni his own interest in getting hurt and tossed around. There's something exciting about seeing what someone can deliver back to him. He doesn't directly invite it, though. If Eren should feel the impulse, he's certain the man will do it.

He works on covering the man's chest in wounds - cuts from his finger tips. But after a moment, he'll lean in and use the row of sharp, saw-like teeth to dig into his shoulder.

It takes little effort and it draws blood almost instantly. ]

[dreamsofwings]

[ Eren isn't used to broken bones so much, but he's used to injury, including having various parts of his body bitten or torn or cut off. It's usually hands or legs. That was self-inflicted ones, the year he spent missing a leg. He knows it's fucked up. All of it is. No one should be used to that sort of thing. The other titan shifters experienced heavy injury, but Eren just has a habit of getting in deeper than he should no matter the situation.

At Giovanni's words, something that might be a smile if he remembered how to do that crosses Eren's face for a moment. He has a haze of pain, but it's not much; the pain doesn't linger, really, after he heals. If he purposefully doesn't heal, it will hurt longer, but he doesn't need that just yet. He doesn't need to tell his rapidly healing body to slow down and conserve energy.

Eventually, but not yet.

It's hard, he finds, not to pull away. He wants pain but his brain still has some self-preservation, some sense of alarm. That's why this is good, isn't it? The war between wanting it and not wanting it. He has no idea what he's even thinking, for once. No future/past mix, just the present and the bright pain of wounds that heal with those wisps of steam.

He clenches and unclenches his fists, bites his lip until he bites through it — dangerous, if he hurts himself, but he's not going to randomly become a titan. He has control over that.

When Giovanni bites him, that changes the sensation. Without thinking, his hand comes up, twisting into Giovanni's hair. Giovanni might fight him or stop him but it doesn't really matter. Eren's getting what he wants either way.

But if Giovanni doesn't fight him, he'll pull the other man's face up — who cares if it takes more out of him? Eren can heal — and kisses him. It's not a very nice kiss, no art to it. He came here to get hurt, sure, but he also came here to get off; it's mixed up in his head.

Eren's been tasting his own blood for years. Maybe it will taste different on someone else's mouth. ]

[sixtyeighth]

[ The life he has led up to this point has been nothing but violence. He was taught that through violence he can make people care about him. He's always fought hard for whatever attention he gets - positive or negative. It's so much easier here in this place, though. If he asks, there's people around who are eager to engage in violence and feed into his impulses.

That's why he's here, isn't he? To feed into his own impulses while he gives someone the type of pain they've been craving.

Giovanni's had his hair pulled on more than one occasion, and he doesn't even flinch when it's gripped tight in Eren's hands. He feels it but he doesn't expect that his head is going to be pulled away from the bite wound. He takes a bit of the flesh with him and spits it out when his head is lifted. Those saw-sharp teeth are covered in Eren's blood and a little smirk on his face before he's kissed.

He hadn't expected that, either. Not because he was unaware of what this was, but because people don't really always seem eager to taste their own blood. It's sloppy, it feels like. He lets out an amused grunt at the action. He's getting into it. That's good.

That's fine, Giovanni's sloppy, too. His kisses are all parted lips and teeth seeking out whatever flesh he can find, though he's diligent to not cause injury on Eren's face. The other certainly can see what his own blood tastes like. Giovanni's mouth is covered in it. There's no hiding what he's done.

One hand moved to grip the other's back, fingers digging in to hold him close. He'll linger in that kiss as long as the other demands it, but the moment he doesn't, he'll give him that crooked, bloody smile as his eyes scan Eren's body for the next part he wants to sink his teeth into.

He doesn't have anything to say, he usually doesn't. ]