The state of her makeup was the last thing on her mind; first he was touching her and then...she hadn't been thinking at all but it was impossible once she felt his teeth.

Her hands curled up around the table's edge, nails digging into the bottom surface. Other than a soft gasp against the pain she didn't cry out or try to stop him. There may have been a whimper that escaped her lips once he stopped, but she wasn't really sure herself. There was a moment of stunned silence as she waited, curious of his actions and confused.

"The bite or the blood?"