
Is this better? He asks of her, as if waiting for some reward of his task well executed. Pearly fangs peek from ebony lips as she responds, "Hold still and do not make a sound..." She muses while allowing his lips to drag along the length of her body as she moves ahead. Finding herself slipping down his one side and rounding around his rear, before coming up the other, sienna eyes putting to memory the shape of his every angle. She stills beside the near statue of the Loess King. Again her lips curl and expose the sharp fangs descended from her upper jaw. Moving them closer to the flesh of his neck, along the life vein that pulsated in a smooth rhythm below his sunny-hued hide.
The tines press firmly into his skin and effortlessly puncture two slits, opening a flow of crimson liquid into her maw.
The fluid drips from her dark lips as she quenches a thirst she has known for too long. It isn't often she finds such willing subjects. Her dark eyes watch him for beginnings of resistance or fatigue. She wouldn't want to drain him of too much life...
comes around-
Wolfbane Well I guess if he's willing he might as well take her out for dinner

