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[halfmoon]

Who: Makoto Yuuki & others [closed]
*** This is for pre-plotted threads, but anyone is welcome to contact me if they would like a thread with Makoto! lazdo
When: August 15 (Full Moon)
Where: Around the city
What: Makoto's first full moon brings with it some uncomfortable changes.
Warnings: suggestive sexual themes in threads with Fuuka and Iramaat, NSFW in thread with Eren

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[eyesees]

Why is it so difficult for her to focus..?

Her shoulders rise slowly as he brings a hand to her chin, a blush rising to her cheeks and spreading to her ears. She closes her eyes out of instinct, held there in suspense, while in the back of her mind, trapped behind a wall of haze, panic begins to build. Something feels wrong about this, but she can't place what, the answer shrouded behind an impenetrable fog.

"... Makoto-kun?" She asks tentatively, her heart still racing in her chest. It's hard to say whether it's the anticipation of what's coming next or fight-or-flight trying to kick in that's the cause.

[halfmoon]

The vampire inside him is losing. Gently, slowly, his had lets go of Fuuka's chin and he leans backwards. This is crazy. What is he doing? How is she just letting him do it? That isn't like her. The kindness, that part is - but Fuuka is the person they all relied on to point out what they can't see, to be objective and smart. Wouldn't she have said something by now?

"I'm..." he begins, but his voice is quivering and uneasy. The intense desire to snatch her and bite into her skin is still here, but now he's keenly aware of it. It's the full moons. That's what this is.

"Sorry," he stammers as he scrambles off the bed. He walks over to a coat rack in the corner of the room, where his cloak is hanging, and swings it around his shoulders. "Sorry, Fuuka. I've got to go. I - this isn't your fault, alright?"