[Tate doesn't move back, doesn't even blink, he just stares into the vibrant red that has him caught like a moth attracted to the flame. He wants closer to it, to be in it and he'll end up burning himself alive just to get there. He's holding his breath and doesn't realize it, not even put off by the notion of pain. Derek'll take it away. Tate'll survive through it.]
How do you do it? Do you just... bite?
[He's still enamored by Derek, but inquisitive. He wants to know more, he wants to know everything. He wants to be prepared for this, if he's willing to sign up for it. Is he even ready? When would Derek consider him to be ready?]
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How do you do it? Do you just... bite?
[He's still enamored by Derek, but inquisitive. He wants to know more, he wants to know everything. He wants to be prepared for this, if he's willing to sign up for it. Is he even ready? When would Derek consider him to be ready?]
Like, how does that even...