[Oh. Oh. She was not expecting that, and maybe later she'll feel bad that he's tearing up his barely healed lip, but right now, all she can focus on is how incredible his blood tastes. Terezi shivers and presses against him until they're nearly flush, licking away the blood as it wells up. This is suddenly really, really intense, and every other sense she has is being overwhelmed by the thick cherry syrup taste of him. There's a hint of something else, too, something sharper, but she can't quite place it and isn't even sure she cares.]
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Date: 2011-07-06 01:51 am (UTC)