[ Jaye smirks right back, for a moment. He's close -- she could lean up and kiss him, but she doesn't. She tilts her head to the side instead, exposing her neck. ]
Want a taste?
[ She remembers how it felt, last time -- and how it felt when she had some of his own blood. ]
no subject
Want a taste?
[ She remembers how it felt, last time -- and how it felt when she had some of his own blood. ]