Willow was over at Malia's house, tutoring her in her room. Highlighters were scattered around. Malia looked absolutely bored as Willow tried to get her attention.

Malia hummed and narrowed her eyes at her slightly. "Do you want to drink my blood?" she asked.

Willow stopped checking Malia's math answers. "Malia, what are you saying?"

"I can be your blood-bank. I don't mind as long as you don't drain me and leave me in the forest," Malia said.

"I'm not going to leave you in the forest or drain you. I think you're insane for offering that to me. I'm dangerous, Malia," Willow said.

"I'm dangerous too," she retorted. "I can rip your throat out if I wanted to."

Willow rolled her eyes. "As appetizing as that sounds, I don't think it's a good idea."

"Have you ever thought about my blood? About how it smells or how it would taste?" she asked curiously.

"Malia, you're playing a dangerous game here. We're both supernatural creatures who are clearly gay for each other. If I ever hurt you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

"As I said, I'm more dangerous than you. No offense, but I'm much stronger than you. Good for you that you're stronger than Stiles - He's very weak," Malia retorted.

Willow chuckled. "Everyone is stronger than Stiles, so I don't think that was much of a compliment."

"Sorry, I'm not good with being nice or giving compliments."

"At least you know when to say sorry, Malia. It's the thought that counts. You mean well most of the times," Willow explained. "Now - let's go catch some deer. I personally don't drink animal blood, but I think it'll be fun for you to roam free."

Malia nodded energetically. "I haven't had deer in months! Everything tastes better raw."

"Amen to that."

"So you will drink my blood?" Malia asked, leaning in.

Willow stared at her. "This is all assuming, but do you want me to drink your blood?"

Malia nodded. "I think it'll be fun. Plus, we could have sex after?" she offered.

Willow sighed. "If you wanted to have sex with me, just say so. I don't have to drink your blood in order to do that."

Malia frowned. "I guess."

"Now, are we going to hunt or what?"