[If the taste of her skin, or the feel of the scars beneath his fingers bother him, he doesn't show it. But the straightforward, assertive exploration does relax when she tenses and flinches. This doesn't bother him either, though he's aware now they are hurdles for her to bypass.
Suddenly, he's wondering if this may be her first, or one of her first few times with intimacy.
It wouldn't serve either of them for him to bring it up, he doesn't think. To tell her none of this dissuades his interest. Better to show her by continuing than interrupt with a conversation.
His thumbs feel the skin of her waist again, more careful this time. No reluctance when his lips part to let her in. He's metallic. Coppery...? The faintest hint of a mouthful of pennies behind the extended fangs. Blood.
He pulls her closer, notching their hips, folding her into his chest with a strange kind of possessiveness belied by how easily he opens up to the hungry direction of her kissing.]
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Suddenly, he's wondering if this may be her first, or one of her first few times with intimacy.
It wouldn't serve either of them for him to bring it up, he doesn't think. To tell her none of this dissuades his interest. Better to show her by continuing than interrupt with a conversation.
His thumbs feel the skin of her waist again, more careful this time. No reluctance when his lips part to let her in. He's metallic. Coppery...? The faintest hint of a mouthful of pennies behind the extended fangs. Blood.
He pulls her closer, notching their hips, folding her into his chest with a strange kind of possessiveness belied by how easily he opens up to the hungry direction of her kissing.]