Ventures closer and holds out an arm.
♚ He takes the arm firmly, pulling the limb to his face. He buries his nose into the flesh, smelling the skin. And without warning, he sinks his teeth into the wrist, sucking at the warm and tart blood.
And he pulls away with a grin, keeping the arm within his grasp. “Much better...” He mumbles softly, tongue tracing the wound.














