painandtruth:

[She doesn’t hesitate as she brings her lips against his. The sight of the blood was enough for her. A demon addicted to the taste, the way that it felt, the way that it looked on skin. She felt like herself again, just in that one moment. She lets her tongue run along his lip, just wanting to taste it. Something about it was addictive in it’s own way.] 

-He mumbled against her lips with a hiss, grey eyes watching her features, the knife dragging across her cheek, making a beautiful slit; …does it taste sweet? 

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