[ Perhaps that heart did not beat; but when Bren looked at him like that-- it fluttered in memory of what had once upon a time been; it clenched in such a painful yet beautiful manner. He lightly drew the tip of his nose against a jawline, sweetly and then he shifted, as much as he was able to, until his mouth found the tender flesh where neck met chin.
That same flutter vibrated, the drag of a tongue as he tested the waters-- the slip of tongue and the delicate press of teeth; there was a pause. He would never not ask Bren if it was alright for him to partake of that blood that he now knew could regenerate quickly due to his supernatural nature.
Bren had asserted his claim, and now-- Essek could think of no greater way than to complete the circle, with teeth sinking into tender flesh as Bren's lifeblood throbbed hot against his tongue. ]
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That same flutter vibrated, the drag of a tongue as he tested the waters-- the slip of tongue and the delicate press of teeth; there was a pause. He would never not ask Bren if it was alright for him to partake of that blood that he now knew could regenerate quickly due to his supernatural nature.
Bren had asserted his claim, and now-- Essek could think of no greater way than to complete the circle, with teeth sinking into tender flesh as Bren's lifeblood throbbed hot against his tongue. ]