[ Whatever the misgivings she sometimes has about it, drinking blood is amazing. It's like pouring vitality directly into her. She does hate that it hurts him, so she pulls her fangs out as soon as she's strong enough to draw out his blood by sealing her mouth over the punctures. ]
[ By the time she pulls back to take a breath the flow is only a trickle, and it drizzles slowly down his arm. It won't do to waste any, or to make a mess, so her mouth chases those drops toward the crook of his elbow. ]
[ She could definitely stand to wake up like this again, when it's not so dire. ]
cw: blood drinking
[ By the time she pulls back to take a breath the flow is only a trickle, and it drizzles slowly down his arm. It won't do to waste any, or to make a mess, so her mouth chases those drops toward the crook of his elbow. ]
[ She could definitely stand to wake up like this again, when it's not so dire. ]