Helena was bearly moving, with the exception of her shivering. She didn't even try to struggle, and rested her head on Kyle's shoulder. "G-G-Got y-y-o-o-u o-o-o-u-u-t-t-t-t-t" she stammered, but her mouth didn't was to work with her as she shivered to hard to make words come out properly. She looked at him, her eyes shining in a dangerous red. She was still hungry. She was also very close to blood. Blood that was not her own.

Still, she was still shivering too much for any movement to be made. As she was wrapped up in towels and rubbed she got her warmth back. When Todd turned his head to yell at Harold he showed his neck to Helena. Her hand moved up to his shoulder as she moved in, and sunk her teeth into Kyle's exposed neck. This action was normally a very intimate action, since you had to trust the other. Right not, Helena was simply hungry and she went for the nearest food source, even if the blood was not human.

While Kyle had caught Helena's comment, mostly due to his better then human hearing, her stuttering, teeth chattering and rather quiet voice had meant he wasn't quite sure what she said for a little while. He'd only really realized what she'd actually spoken when he'd yelled for Harold, and was planning on addressing it afterwards. However, right after Helena had sunk her fangs into his neck, something rather intimate, even if she hadn't meant it to be. Kyle's face flushed, and he quickly shut the bathroom door before Harold entered. Even if she was simply feeding, which considering her state he suspected, it still wasn't something you showed others. "J-just put the towels by the door, I'll-" Kyle stopped, twitching slightly, as the movement from speaking was causing an odd feeling with Helena's fangs sunk into his neck. Kyle felt his breathing was getting heavier, and he tried to steady it, though that didn't change much.

For once in their relationship, Kyle was glad of the size difference between them, as Helena could drink her fill without causing him more then maybe a bit of lightheadedness. However, this was still a rather awkward situation for him, and he had to continuous tell himself that she was just feeding, and she didn't realize what was going on. Not that that helped, and as she continued to feed his face turned even more red. Honestly, the fact he had so much more blood then she could drink was starting to seem less like a positive, as the amount she was taking wasn't dampening his blush in the slightest. He used the hand he didn't have around Helena to cover his face, mostly so the sight of his fiance feeding off of him wasn't directly in his vision. This was torture! After a bit more time, and a lot more of Kyle internally talking himself down, she finally finished. He gasped a little as she withdrew her fangs, though his closed mouth did muffle the sound slightly. As his breathing was still heavier then normal, he tried to calm it down. He would have said something, but the situation had been a bit overwhelming, and speaking just seemed like it would make things more awkward.

Helena drank. There was something almost sweet about the blood she was given, and she moved slightly closer to her victim. Her body slowly seemed to warm up due to the blood. She finally felt fully sated and slowly pulled away. She was shivering again. "I-I-I'm ... C-C-Co-Cold." She stammered and leaned against Kyle.

She looked up at Kyle. "K-K-Ky-le?" She had actually forgotten it was him, she had been drinking from for a second. She felt sleepy. She tried staying alive to ask Kyle something, but in the end her sleepiness won and she fell asleep against him.

As Helena shivered in his arms, he did pull her closer, hoping to help her warm up some more, but still didn't look her way. Kyle just wasn't sure he was prepared. He waited a bit after she said his name for the same reason, but before he could answer but he noticed her breathing had evened out. After removing his hand and looking down at her it was obvious she was asleep. He sighed, and opened the bathroom door to grab the towels on the floor. He gently wrapped her hair in a towel to keep it off of her before using the ones already around her to attempt to dry her off. He gently patted her arms and legs, as well as her back, before removing the now wet towels and replacing them with dry ones.

There were still a few extra towels, so he piled them on too to keep in her heat. Before placing the last towel he glanced at his neck. He could see the blood dripping onto his shirt. Normally, a vampire's wounds heal much faster, especially if they are small and the vampire has eaten recently, but a vampire's fangs are designed so that when they bite, the wound stays open longer then normal. It's partially a way of marking prey, or alternatively, of marking ownership. They often leave small scars on humans, but a vampire will heal from a bite in a few weeks. Kyle sighed a bit, his face turning red again, and laid the towel on his neck to keep the trickle of blood from moving any farther down his collarbone. Well, guess he had another reason not to visit his family any time soon. He scooted closer to doorframe, leaning back against it and waiting for Helena to wake up.

It took Helena as bout half an hour to wake up again. At that point her shivering had stopped and she simply felt the wet clothes against her skin. There was also someone there. The person was warm. Helena nuzzled closer, too tired to...

Then her eyes snapped open and she shoved herself off Kyle and backed away. Her face turning beat red in an instance. Her eyes darted to Kyle's neck, where she could see the blood and she didn't know what to say. The taste of blood still lingered slightly on her tongue. "I ... I'm sorry." She said. She buried her face in her hand and shook her head. "Please leave." She whispered.

Helena shifted several times as she slept, often moving closer to him. He specifically tried to avoid moving, or pulling her closer himself, and simply let his thoughts wonder. It didn't completely distract him, but at least it sort of helped him distract himself from the fact Helena had been drinking from him only a short while ago. She finally stopped shivering, and after a while she shifted closer to him again. He didn't think much of it until she suddenly shoved herself off of him and up, backing away. Helena blushing and looking over the blood that had dripped onto his shirt before he'd placed the towel over his wound caused his ears to flush, though he managed to keep it off his face some.

When she apologized he had planned on smiling and telling her it was alright, but then she proceeded to bury her face in her hands and ask him to leave. Again. Honestly, at this point he couldn't help but feel a bit hurt. It was one thing for her to feel embarrassed, but just rejecting him like that... "Fine." He said, standing up, his tone showing annoyance. "Sorry to put you in that position." Kyle added, looking away from Helena, his voice shifting to a more pained tone as he spoke. He removed the towel from his neck, letting it drop the floor before pulling his collar up to cover where she had bitten and left the room, buttoning up his shirt as he went. It was one thing, being rejected when you expected it, but it seemed like every time he opened himself up she just shoved him away.

Helene looked up as he sounded annoyed. She found his face. Then she realised what he had thought. She was about to say something when he suddenly just headed out. "Wait!" She called and wobbly followed after, catching his hand. "Don't go too far." She said. "I want to shower." She did feel a bit disgusting sitting there in a wet dress. "Just wait outside the bedroom, okay?" She said. Then she headed back into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She leaned against it door for a while.

Then she headed for the shower as she undressed and got to business. The shower was really nice, though her mind kept going to the blood on Kyle's shirt. Her blush came with the thought every time. She didn't seem to stop it. Afterwards, she got out and dressed in a nice casual red dress Kyle's mother had given her. She put her hair in a high ponytail, though she kept a few bangs free around her face. She took a deep breath and then sighed.

She wasn't going to run this time. She looked at the door. She walked over. "Kyle?" She asked as she stood there in front of the door, she hadn't opened it yet, seeing as she was a little scared he wouldn't be there, when she did, but in the end she opened the door and poked her head out to see if he was there.

Kyle almost hadn't stopped when she'd yelled after him, but her grabbing his hand and almost falling over did stop him. He almost reached out to catch her but stopped himself. Being a bit unsure of how to take her sudden change of tune he didn't actually respond, not that she really waited for one. She seemed in a much better mood, and from her tone she didn't sound like she didn't mean the words she said. He stood outside the bathroom door for a few moments before sitting on the floor.

About that point the shower turned on, and he felt a bit awkward. Turning around to face the opposite wall he contemplated what to expect next. Helena had thrown him for a loop quite a bit, not always in a good way. He didn't really expect that to change, but there was a bit of hope that it would. Kyle absentmindedly tugged at his collar. He hadn't quite buttoned it up all the way, but it was now rubbing on his neck, which wasn't very comfortable. He unbuttoned it again to loosen it up so the fabric was pulled away from his skin again. It was actually unbuttoned a little further then usual because Kyle wasn't really paying attention as he did so, and didn't notice what he'd done.

He also didn't notice Helena saying his name, mostly because he was lost in thought. At this point, he was still a bit unsure about trusting Helena, but being who he was he couldn't help it. Kyle did want to believe the best in people, especially small white haired ones that he would soon marry. When Helena finally opened the door he was still distracted by this thoughts, and ran his hand through his hair absent-mindedly. He had began muttering under his breath, though about nothing in particular. Mostly snatches of phrases that didn't mean anything without the accompanying words.

She could see Kyle was muttering something, but he had noticed her. Maybe she should tease him a little for not paying attention to her? A small smirk formed. She moved over and got onto her tiptoes. "It's not polite to ignore a lady, Kyle." She purred, before leaning in and licking Kyle's neck. Just over the spot she had bitten him. She had to tilt him a little to reach, but Kyle was so unfocused.

After that she moved a little away and giggled for herself. Then she looked at Kyle. "I want to talk about what happened at Anette's shop." She said and looked at Kyle. She felt like she needed to hear Kyle's side of the story. "I want to know who that woman was." She bit her lower lip. "It's not like I'm jealous or anything, and it's not like I didn't expect that you might have been with other people." She looked down. "I just ... I have a right to know this, seeing as we are getting married." She said and looked at him. She was slightly flustered, but ... The bite hadn't been for intimate purpose, and she and Kyle should not be too ashamed over that.

"I may do a lot of things. Some of it may be wrong, but I don't share." She said with a determined voice. "She .. " now she blushed. "She can't have you, okay?" She crossed her arms. "If I'm going to be your wife, that is the rule I set." She was blabbering. She always did that when she was nervous.

"Hm?" Kyle heard Helena speaking, though her voice had a different tone then usual, one that sounded much more... inviting then normal. He had started to turn his head to look in her direction when she licked his neck. Kyle jumped, his hand quickly grabbing his neck where she had bite, and now licked, him. "Helena!" He said, obviously surprised, his ears beginning to burn and spread a blush to his face. It was like she was trying to torment him. Though he could guess she didn't realize just quite how much, probably didn't occur to her. Then again, maybe it did. His jump had left him now facing her, and he shifted again so he was sitting cross-legged, hand still rubbing his neck.

Kyle couldn't help but sigh a little awkwardly, as explaining to anyone really how he'd snapped in the shop wasn't really something he wanted to do, but once she continued talking he realized she wasn't actually referencing what happened afterwards. Helena was talking about the part that she'd seen. He didn't really get an opportunity to talk, and Helena didn't stop until she'd already began making assumptions about his supposed relationship with Marie. Kyle looked at her, sighing again. "I've never been with anyone else before." He said, rubbing his neck. "You might not believe it, but I haven't. Honestly, hearing their thoughts kind of turns you off to that sort of thing." He almost sounded like he was trying to joke, but it was obvious he was also being serious. After a short pause he sighed again, his hand moving from the bite to the back of his neck, which he rubbed awkwardly.

"I have no plans of cheating on you, or as you said forcing you to share me." His tone showed he actually found this idea rather distasteful, and from his facial expression it appeared he was remembering something he found equally distasteful. "I decided that long ago, and some girl isn't going to change that." He looked back up at Helena, and realized that she might assume the girl he was talking about was her, so he quickly added. "The girl from the shop is Marie, she's the daughter of a researcher I know who works out of the town. I've helped him with a few of his books and plant-based experiments. I've known her since she was a kid, and even if I hadn't I'd have no interest in her." Kyle sighed again, running his hand through his hair and leaning back a bit, which made the fact he'd unbuttoned it farther then normal more obvious.

He was obviously thinking of how he could explain himself more, as considering how much Helena had already misunderstood him he wanted to make sure it didn't happen again. Finally, he sighed a final time before looking up at Helena. "I actually threatened to severely injure her if she tried that again," He chuckled, though he didn't sound amused. "Not looking forward to talking to her father, then again he might be more amused then anything. Knowing him you never know." Kyle ran his hand through his hair again, before looking up at Helena. He stared at her for a few moments. "You don't need to justify asking me things you know, it's not like I'm going to get angry at you or anything." From this conversation, it was becoming obvious she felt the need to do so, which wasn't necessary.