I cry out when he bites me. I'm hard underneath him, and I tug his weight on top of me, press up against him. He makes a frustrated sound. I can feel him trying to... shift something in himself, and I make a soothing sound.

"You know how," I say, and touch his forehead. "Here." I can feel his bones shift, teeth grow sharper. I have a memory of - animal, I think. "There," I say, smiling, and tip my head back for him. His teeth are very sharp, now, and my back arches. "Oh."