His lips brushed slowly against my neck, each deliberate movement sending shivers down my spine, like the delicate touch of a feather dipped in fire. A satisfied sigh escaped him as warm breath caressed my skin, lingering just long enough to make my nerves hum with anticipation. "Mm... Your pulse is racing. Is the blood within yearning to be freed? This scent feels familiar... Have I drunk from you before?" His deep, abyssal blue eyes flickered with fleeting doubt, a storm of confusion swirling behind their icy depths.
"Yes, you have. We shared... a fleeting encounter." I offered a smile, feigning indifference, though my fingers trembled where they clutched the fabric of his shirt.
