[ She doesn't get a chance to speak - not that she knows what she would have said, even if she had. All that comes out of her is a thin noise (protest? encouragement? even she doesn't know) when his teeth close on her lips again and the rusty taste of her blood washes over her tongue.
Blood. That's it. That's the only reason they're doing this. There's no other way for her to pour her mana into him as quickly as they need, so even this little indignity she can file away as something necessary. It's not about what either of them want or don't want. It's just pure practicality. Even if he's kissing her like he wants to eat her, even if it feels good- even if it feels good enough to-
Ai yanks herself back. She can only go so far when he's still holding her but it's enough for her expression to be perfectly clear - trembling, wide-eyed alarm. That fear, again. The one she directs entirely inward and smothers her heart with.
Once again: a retreat. Not a rejection. ]
... you're okay. That's more than enough. We don't need to...
[ Her voice is trembling. It sounds like she's making to excuse to herself as much to him. ]
no subject
[ She doesn't get a chance to speak - not that she knows what she would have said, even if she had. All that comes out of her is a thin noise (protest? encouragement? even she doesn't know) when his teeth close on her lips again and the rusty taste of her blood washes over her tongue.
Blood. That's it. That's the only reason they're doing this. There's no other way for her to pour her mana into him as quickly as they need, so even this little indignity she can file away as something necessary. It's not about what either of them want or don't want. It's just pure practicality. Even if he's kissing her like he wants to eat her, even if it feels good- even if it feels good enough to-
Ai yanks herself back. She can only go so far when he's still holding her but it's enough for her expression to be perfectly clear - trembling, wide-eyed alarm. That fear, again. The one she directs entirely inward and smothers her heart with.
Once again: a retreat. Not a rejection. ]
... you're okay. That's more than enough. We don't need to...
[ Her voice is trembling. It sounds like she's making to excuse to herself as much to him. ]