"Go away." Juuzou hid behind you as he tried to both balance on crutches and hold Yukizou.

"I just wanted to watch you feed the baby!" Uta whined.

"No." Juuzou scowled. "You're going to do it again. YN," Juuzou put his chin on your shoulder. "He's going to try to do it again."

"You smell particularly delicious for a human, JuJu." You leaned your head against him. "Uta, you can't eat him. "

"I'm not going to eat him." Uta scowled right back, a scowl to match all scowls. "If anything, I just want a single taste. You tell him how good I am at taking only a single taste."

You sighed. It had been like this for a few days now. Between Uta slowly moving his stuff in and Juuzou trying to figure out his place in the relationship that you and Uta already had, things were mostly just tense right now.

"Uta's right on that. He does have some kind of ungodly self-control. Why can't he just watch you feed Yukizou? I'm trying to make dinner. You don't make dinner. Uta and I can just eat cold, raw flesh. It's you who wants this warm bread-y mess." You motioned towards the pasta in front of you. "When are you going back to work? When are they giving you your prosthetic leg?"

"Too many questions." Juuzou hobbled away and went to sit at the dining table.

Uta quickly came behind you and swooped you up in his arms, kissing at your face and your neck.

"I'll eat all the cold, raw flesh you give me, but you know exactly what flesh I really want, right YN?" He purred in your ear, making your blush.

"Don't tease me! I'll put pasta down your throat in your sleep!" You threatened him with a laugh. Uta held you even closer to his body and you wondered what was up. But then, he whispered especially quietly in your ear.

"How can I make him give me a taste of his blood? It's driving me absolutely wild." Uta's hot breath graced your ear.

"Have you tried asking nicely?" You whispered back.

"I practically begged him on my knees the first time. He's not interested at all." Uta whined, nuzzling your face with his nose. His hands drifted down to your stomach. He hadn't been having sex with you lately out of both a respect for Juuzou coming to stay with you and for how busy he was. But he still hoped that he might have gotten you pregnant from the last time, however unlikely it was.

"Have you tried not asking?" You patted Uta's hands, signalling to him to let go of you as you searched for food for you and Uta to eat for dinner as well. You figured you would simply heat up some organs to eat, if Juuzou could stomach the smell at the same table as him.

"Hmm." Uta stood up tall and looked at you. Then, he looked at the small male at the kitchen table, feeding the baby from his middle finger. And then, he walked over.