[She feels weak and powerful all at once; his grip on her is crushing yet exhilarating, as it reminds her of the effect she can have on him in any number of ways. She feels the warmth of her blood against her skin as it paints his lips and his chin, hot and throbbing as it leaves her, leaving her lightheaded as the sound of his voice cascades through her chest as his ribcage vibrates against hers pressed so tightly to him.
She exhales a hot, heavy breath, crimson splashed across his face as he briefly pulls back from her skin long enough for her to see it through half-lidded eyes, and then his mouth is against her skin again, his mouth and his tongue warm and comforting as they move against the wounds he's made.
The true debilitation of his bite wouldn't kick in till later, so she just revels in the gentle burn of the marks he's left on her, not so dissimilar from the feeling of liquor as it slides down her throat. He rocks up inside her and she presses back as she sits up slightly, her hand coming up to her collarbone. Her fingers draw away, sticky with her own blood, and she lifts those fingers to her lips, tasting it for herself in a lustful haze as her veins stir below her eyes.]
bleary eyed and beautiful but your blade is not dull; NSFW
She exhales a hot, heavy breath, crimson splashed across his face as he briefly pulls back from her skin long enough for her to see it through half-lidded eyes, and then his mouth is against her skin again, his mouth and his tongue warm and comforting as they move against the wounds he's made.
The true debilitation of his bite wouldn't kick in till later, so she just revels in the gentle burn of the marks he's left on her, not so dissimilar from the feeling of liquor as it slides down her throat. He rocks up inside her and she presses back as she sits up slightly, her hand coming up to her collarbone. Her fingers draw away, sticky with her own blood, and she lifts those fingers to her lips, tasting it for herself in a lustful haze as her veins stir below her eyes.]