POSTING WHEN DREA FINALLY GOT TO FEED FROM DONNA
Its a little long and isn't like raunchy but does have blood and knife stuff.
For reference this was after Drea gave donna her blood to keep her a ghoul (they did wait 1 minute so no blood bond would happen) and Drea asked to drink some of Donna's blood. This all happened while staying at a friends haven lol
He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing. It was like Drea’s body moved on its own, but it wasn’t like when her beast motivated her. Something else, something she definitely had even back when she was a mortal, spoke those simple words to Donna.
“We should do this in our room.”
He could see it, the blood rushing to Donna’s chest and into her cheeks. It was hard to tell if Drea’s words had this effect or if it was from the vitae she had just ingested, but either way Donna looked so warm.
All Donna could manage was a nod and Drea took her hand and walked into their shared room closing the door behind them. It was hard to hold off, she wasn’t hungry or even close to having her beast take over. But there was still this primal hunger for Donna deep inside of her. It was so close to what it craved and was banging against the cage.
The mortal took a seat on the edge of the bed and rolled up the sleeve of her sweatshirt again. Donna seemed like she was fighting back a smile and going through a million different thoughts a minute while Drea seemed so singularly focused on that revealed flesh.
She kneeled down in front of Donna and gently grasped her wrist again with one hand, her free one went to her back pocket and pulled out one of her smaller switchblades. She flipped it open and a surprised squeak came from her newly cemented Ghoul.
“Why did I find that sexy…”
“Did you say something?” Drea asked.
Donna let out a small chuckle and shook her head. “N-no I didn’t! You can continue, I'm ready.”
Drea gave a small nod and then brought the tip of the blade right below the bend of Donna’s arm. “This is my sharpest knife, I don't want it to hurt too much and the sharper the blade the easier this will be.”
Donna was trying so hard to listen but she realized quickly she found it deeply attractive when Drea talked about knives. She bit her lower lip to prepare herself.
Drea slowly slid the tip of the blade down Donna’s arm, deep red blood following behind the blade as it parted the skin easily.
Drea heard a small hiss of pain come from Donna but kept going until the wound was about 4 inches long. He made sure not to go too deep just enough for it to bleed. His tongue subconsciously darted out and wet his bottom lip.
Drea just let the blade clatter to the ground. She couldn’t help herself as she leaned in close to Donna’s arm, he licked the side of her arm to catch some of the dripping blood. Drea closed her good eye and let out a content sigh that played on the edge of being a moan. She heard a full moan coming from Donna who was beet red at this point.
Drea was going to say something to comfort her but decided against it. She leaned in and placed a small kiss over the bleeding wound and then ran her tongue along it gathering as much of the blood as she could in her mouth. The taste was so much, it was so warm. It was like Honey with powerful tartness at the end she felt in her cheeks, like metal and cranberries.
She knew the wound would close soon from her licks so she started to kiss along the cut trying to get as much flavor as possible, minding her fangs the whole time. She didn’t even realize that when the wound had closed she was still licking and kissing the stain skin. She was in a stupor over the flavor. It took a moment to notice Donna.
Donna was letting out whimpers and breathy moans the whole time. Her legs held tightly together trying to control the erotic feeling she was experiencing from having Drea give her this kind of attention. Once he fully noticed the sounds of ecstasy she looked up to meet Donna’s eyes.
Drea’s jaw and lips were coated in a thin layer of blood. Donna was still breathing hard and obviously had a million thoughts going on in her head.
“Was it good Drea? You c-” She couldn’t even finish the sentence because the sight in front of her caused her mind to short circuit. Drea kept eye contact as he dragged his tongue over the blood that had spilled down onto her palm, lapping up every drop from the creases and lines in her hand . Every so often Donna got a glance of the silver piercing on Drea’s tongue, a piercing she put there. People had called him Donna’s “guard dog” as an insult before but this brought a whole new meaning to it. She couldn’t handle how provocative he looked cleaning her hands.
After her hand was licked clean Drea stopped and he licked his lips. Donna had never seen a look like this in Drea’s eyes. He looked so content and relaxed in a way that was almost scary to see. Along with this contentment was an even deeper hunger, the look in Drea’s single blue eye made Donna feel like a prey animal and she was far too fond of it.
“Drea? You ok? You're not talking, you're just staring at me.”
Drea didn’t answer, he just moved. He put his neck and lips against Donna’s throat and breathed in deep, taking in her scent. Donna felt a little fear at the sudden movement, thinking back to the fact Drea had attacked her a few nights back, but she didn’t recoil away.
Drea kept breathing in the scent deeply, it was mostly masked by the soap Imogen kept in the apartment but under that was purely just Donna’s natural scent. Drea could stay like this for nights.
“I’m fine, I just…I want more but I don’t think I can be trusted. This is good though, smelling and touching you is enough. You smell so fucking good.” There was a slight growl Drea couldn’t control to punctuate that last statement.
Donna felt like she was going insane, he was always doing this to her. He was always saying the perfect thing to make her …feel all twisted up. Donna held Drea tightly, so tightly it would hurt anyone else.
“No…it's not enough.” That was all Drea said before she kissed Donna. It was a forceful one, that caught the mortal by surprise, but only for a second. Donna returned it with just as much passion, deepening it. The taste of blood on both of their tongues mingling and mixing together.
With a show of power Drea moved her hands to Donna’s soft hips and picked her up, easily moving to sit on the bed herself and placing her ghoul on his lap. A hand shot up to work its way into Donna’s thick black hair.
The taste of both Donna’s blood and Drea’s own vitae was so nice, it was so much, but it somehow still felt like not enough. Almost by second nature the blush of life was activated and Donna pulled back feeling warmth spread through Drea’s body. Donna knew what this meant.
“Andrea?”
“I need more, can I have more?” Drea’s voice sounded so desperate, like he was begging for permission to want something. Like this question was deeper than just blood and possibly sex.
Donna ran her hands over Drea’s own, they were so much larger holding her plush hips for dear life. Those hands were covered in scars and calluses, it seemed like he was incapable of doing anything but work. She brought them up to her mouth and kissed those scared knuckles, then she bit into his thumb hard. She knew for Drea it probably felt like nothing. She wanted those hands to do something else besides protect her, she wanted them to take care of her.
“Of Course you can have more~.”
That was all Drea needed for her composure to snap. Breath moans started to fill the room again. Drea was kissing and nipping at Donna’s throat and chin, still being careful of the fangs in a way that felt dangerous. Large hands taking in the fill of her body. “A-andy you sure about this?”
Drea pulled back and a deeply predatory look was in his eyes. “Donna, you’re thinking too much.”
Donna let out a bitter laugh and moved her hands into Drea’s hair. Removing his eyepatch to get a full look at her, the scars ,the perpetual serious look. She missed him so much. “You are so annoying”
