[There's something very primal about the rush that runs through her, an excitement that goes beyond just sexual at hearing, feeling his pulse flutter under her. Irhya sucks on the wound lavishly for several minutes, a fair bit longer than the previous, and when she eventually pulls back to let the piercings coagulate, she is notably warmer, inside and out.
Leaning back to look at his face, she grins, long canines glistening in the low light. It'd take a much more firm bite to drain him significantly, so just letting it bleed itself out sluggishly is enough that it should seal over without much of a mess. She can always lap up the remainder, anyway.]
Better than last time, would you say?
[She does not, however, take her weight off the rest of his body or relinquish him from her hand's up-and-down movements, instead making a coy face at him as she tries to decide what to do from here. It is rather nice to just use her hand while watching his reactions, she must admit...]
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Leaning back to look at his face, she grins, long canines glistening in the low light. It'd take a much more firm bite to drain him significantly, so just letting it bleed itself out sluggishly is enough that it should seal over without much of a mess. She can always lap up the remainder, anyway.]
Better than last time, would you say?
[She does not, however, take her weight off the rest of his body or relinquish him from her hand's up-and-down movements, instead making a coy face at him as she tries to decide what to do from here. It is rather nice to just use her hand while watching his reactions, she must admit...]