[ It's not obvious from the way he's casually leaning on the wall, but there's a slight smile that floats across his face as he thinks to himself, "Get it, Towa!"]
[Look this is embarrassing but also hot. He can't really deny that it's... Extremely attractive, being this close to Towa, noticing how nice she smells. His breath tickling her neck.
And he's exceedingly hungry too.
So he sinks his fangs in, trying to be gentle, but there's only so gently one can bite.]
[There is pain-- sharp, quick. But the feeling of his breath and lips on her neck lingers. It's that intimacy that's so attractive. She holds back her voice, but her breath hitches.
He can't see her face at least, but she does worry he'll pick up on the way her heart flutters and beats wildly with him so close.
She gently runs her fingers through his hair, cradling his head against her; soothing and encouraging him to take what he needs.]
[ If Crow had any sense of shame (or perhaps the word here is "decency"), he'd look away and give them their privacy. But he doesn't, and he drinks in the incredibly attractive sight— two very hot people that he cares for in this intimate moment. ]
[Well if her heartrate is fast so is his! And he won't comment on her breath hitching, though he worries for it. He settles a hand on the small of her back, meaning to comfort, though it just adds to the intimacy.
And while he drinks, he tries to stop before it is too much. It seems like not enough, just with Crow, but he worries, and she's so tiny it's not like she has much blood to spare? He'll pull away what seems like too soon.]
[He pulls away and she knows it’s likely far from enough. She looks up at him, searching his face for answers—— though she’s fairly sure she already knows why. She pulls the hand at the back of his neck around to cup his cheek as she looks at him.
Her voice is affected... but not by the blood she’s given. Her eyes are sharp. Physically she’s more than fine, although her face is still blushing like crazy.]
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And he's exceedingly hungry too.
So he sinks his fangs in, trying to be gentle, but there's only so gently one can bite.]
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He can't see her face at least, but she does worry he'll pick up on the way her heart flutters and beats wildly with him so close.
She gently runs her fingers through his hair, cradling his head against her; soothing and encouraging him to take what he needs.]
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And while he drinks, he tries to stop before it is too much. It seems like not enough, just with Crow, but he worries, and she's so tiny it's not like she has much blood to spare? He'll pull away what seems like too soon.]
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Her voice is affected... but not by the blood she’s given. Her eyes are sharp. Physically she’s more than fine, although her face is still blushing like crazy.]
Rean... I’m okay. Don’t stop...
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