[Something in Bren settled in the moment those teeth pierced his skin. Some of the tension of the oncoming change easing as if held at bay while Essek took sustenance from him. His eyes fluttered briefly before falling shut.
His hands tested the ropes subconsciously, mostly because his fingers already ached to slip into the drowpire's hair. Alas that would have to wait for later. He could take the reassurance and pleasure from the feeding though.]
It is... ah... not without a selfish motivation. I love the way you flush when my blood is in your veins.
[It appeals to that possessive claim of mate that every fiber of his being insisted was true.]
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His hands tested the ropes subconsciously, mostly because his fingers already ached to slip into the drowpire's hair. Alas that would have to wait for later. He could take the reassurance and pleasure from the feeding though.]
It is... ah... not without a selfish motivation. I love the way you flush when my blood is in your veins.
[It appeals to that possessive claim of mate that every fiber of his being insisted was true.]