Malakai Chmelyk // 'Volos' (volos) wrote in utr_logs,
Seeing the motion, Malakai pressed his wrist more insistently to the man's mouth, his other hand moving to the back of his neck to support his head in the right position.
"It's alright, lover. Just drink. You're going to be fine, yes? Drink, lover, please," His voice was trembling, incredibly soft, unsure if Rurik would be upset by the sound. He knew, without a doubt, he was the one that did this. He was the only one who could get close enough to the man, to string him up that way. The only one Rurik wouldn't kill first. He drew in a shuddering breath as he felt the bloodloss start to chill him, for once thankful for his reckless feeding from before- at least the women had died with purpose.