I simply wished to be assured of your consent, my dearest.
[But she doesn't ask again. She drops her head, kisses the gently fluttering skin over his pulse, then opens her mouth and bites.
It isn't a simple pricking of fangs, but rather a deep piercing cut of razor sharp canines, through flesh to the fresh, flowing blood beneath. She has never tasted a seadweller before.
Her fingers clasp over his shoulder in a faint expression of reassurance, and this act isn't without mess - a thin rivulet of violet escapes the corner of her mouth and runs down over his skin.]
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[But she doesn't ask again. She drops her head, kisses the gently fluttering skin over his pulse, then opens her mouth and bites.
It isn't a simple pricking of fangs, but rather a deep piercing cut of razor sharp canines, through flesh to the fresh, flowing blood beneath. She has never tasted a seadweller before.
Her fingers clasp over his shoulder in a faint expression of reassurance, and this act isn't without mess - a thin rivulet of violet escapes the corner of her mouth and runs down over his skin.]