[His warning is unnecessary; her moment with Karl had given her that first, tantalizing taste, but only enough to taunt her hunger. At the sight of his welling blood she jerks forward, instincts clawing at her, but she draws a deep breath to calm herself. Hurting Setsuna would be unforgivable, and there's no need too -- even if some buried piece of her almost wishes he would resist.]
[Her hands are shaking as they rest on his shoulders, her breaths short and shallow as she brings her lips to his wound. As her mouth seals on his skin her arms slip around him, drawing him closer. Her fangs ache to pierce his skin and she clamps down on the impulse, focuses instead on drawing her cheeks concave to increase the sluggish flow, gulping his hot blood down, relishing the metallic tinge.]
[It should disgust her. In a moment, it will. But for now, there's only the strange sound of rumbling contentment deep in her throat.]
[With the satiation of her hunger her thoughts calm, enough to recognize that she can't drink too much without hurting Setsuna. Saya pulls her lips away with a wet sound, her tongue laving over the wound almost soothingly to help stop the flow and collect the excess.]
[She doesn't pull away just yet, not knowing how she'll look him in the eye after this.]
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[Her hands are shaking as they rest on his shoulders, her breaths short and shallow as she brings her lips to his wound. As her mouth seals on his skin her arms slip around him, drawing him closer. Her fangs ache to pierce his skin and she clamps down on the impulse, focuses instead on drawing her cheeks concave to increase the sluggish flow, gulping his hot blood down, relishing the metallic tinge.]
[It should disgust her. In a moment, it will. But for now, there's only the strange sound of rumbling contentment deep in her throat.]
[With the satiation of her hunger her thoughts calm, enough to recognize that she can't drink too much without hurting Setsuna. Saya pulls her lips away with a wet sound, her tongue laving over the wound almost soothingly to help stop the flow and collect the excess.]
[She doesn't pull away just yet, not knowing how she'll look him in the eye after this.]