Shippies arn't so bad... are they? :MATURE:

Even though the red head was barely awake he could still hear Carlos' heart beating. He made a faint hissing growl in Carlos' direction and tried to get up although he couldn't because his head was throbbing like mad.

Edging away from the red head, Carlos held his neck to try and stop the bleeding. He was breathing heavily and his heart pounded in his chest.

As the bottle shattered against his head Skye yelped and let go before flopping over unconcious.

Raising his hand in the air as he sighed deeply, Carlos whacked his friend over the head with the bottle causing it to shatter.

Skye noticed the movement and growled, he hadn't realised Carlos' had picked up a bottle.

Wincing and gritting his teeth, the dark haired male reached for an empty bottle.

Skye just clung to the green haired male tightly and bit in deeper.

Letting out a slight yell, he tried to shove the red head away rather forcefully. "Get the blood hell off me!"

All Skye did, when Carlos tried to pull away, was bring him back even closer than he had been previously. The red head had given in and bit into Carlos neck.

"S-skye..." He said shakily, trying to edge away from his red head friend.

The red head hissed angrily and looked up at Carlos. His eyes slightly darker than they had been previously.

"Umm... Skye? ... You can let go." He said, clearly feeling awkward about being cuddled up to for so long.

By now he could feel Carlos' warm blood against his own skin. Skye didn't know what to do. So as to not hurt his friend he bit into his own arm to stop himself turning against Carlos.

Carlos really had no idea what the red head was doing, he was completely bemused. Though, he didn't really want to ask what he was doing.

Skye's breathing was starting to deepen. He wanted, no, he NEEDED the blood. Desperatly trying to keep himself from turning Carlos around and licking it away he cuddled up to Carlos.

Carlos apologised quickly, he could feel the warm blood trickling down his back.

"You weren't gentle with my back" Skye hissed, he could smell the blood he'd drawn from Carlos' back.

Wincing as the red heads nails began to penetrate his skin, he told him to lay off and be slightly more gentle.

Skye bit his lip, it wasn't the nicest of sensations to have someone rubbing your badly scarred back. Eventually he got used to it and dug his nails into Carlos' skin.

Carlos merely held Skye close and shoved his hands up the red head's shirt and began to rub his back.

Being this close to someone and not being able to bite into them was driving Skye insane, he wanted to bite into Carlos so much but he darn't. The last thing he wanted was to bring out his inner demon, again.

"Nothing at all." He admitted, looking down at Skye with a matching smirk.

Skye smirked and looked up at Carlos.
"Something wrong?"

Carlos shuddered once again, in all honesty; he wasn't used to this kind of thing. Nothing like this happened when he was in bed with his wife.

"hrmm... that'd be rather interesting" Skye said in response.
Gently he nibbled one of them.