[The kiss surprises her; she was sure he wouldn't want to taste his own blood in her mouth, at least immediately afterward, but here he proves otherwise. It does make her smile as she shifts down onto her knees and parts his thighs, though, the gesture making her happy in ways it probably shouldn't.
Irhya sets right to work, fearlessly as in all things, starting by laying his tip on the bed of her tongue and closing her mouth around it. Her fangs are definitely there, ever-present and probably capable of slicing him if she jerks suddenly, but she moves cautiously, slowly, wrapping her lips around the rest of her teeth as she sinks down even if her incisors are a bit too long and sharp to cover.
She weighs the benefits and drawbacks of making him come like this, wondering if he'll be willing to wait the requisite time to go again afterward. Well... even if not, she'll have gotten her piece, she supposes.]
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Irhya sets right to work, fearlessly as in all things, starting by laying his tip on the bed of her tongue and closing her mouth around it. Her fangs are definitely there, ever-present and probably capable of slicing him if she jerks suddenly, but she moves cautiously, slowly, wrapping her lips around the rest of her teeth as she sinks down even if her incisors are a bit too long and sharp to cover.
She weighs the benefits and drawbacks of making him come like this, wondering if he'll be willing to wait the requisite time to go again afterward. Well... even if not, she'll have gotten her piece, she supposes.]