[ She comes in a gorgeous, rolling spasm, and Hei can feel the fluttering tremors across his tongue, under his grappling hands. He's so caught up in the thrilling sight of her that he doesn't notice the tang of blood until it fills his mouth. Blinking, he jerks back, dragging a hand across his mouth, the fingertips sheened in a slick thread of blood. The sight makes his gorge rise -- but it's more because he's afraid he's torn her with his teeth. His cock, which had filled with a sluggish interest as she'd tossed and turned, wilts at the idea. ]
Shit. [ It's a voice suddenly bereft of ease and finesse. ] Are you okay?
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Date: 2014-12-13 04:02 am (UTC)Shit. [ It's a voice suddenly bereft of ease and finesse. ] Are you okay?