Sweetest blood

"Bite me on my wrist," she said.

Lemiel pulled away slightly to glare at her. "You let my brother bite your wrist, and now you want me to bite where he bit you?" He snickered and shook his head, his eyes turning hooded.

"Why did you even bother asking?"

He rolled his eyes. His knuckles gently brushed the area below her ear, as her collar was covering her neck. She trembled under his touch.

"Fine, I will bite you on the neck."

She wanted to contemplate her actions after what he said. When she offered her blood to him, she only thought of letting him bite her wrist, not her neck. Now she couldn't get out of this mess.

"Don't look too scared. I won't break your neck," he said, as if that would console her.