[Said with the lust of a hopeful wanting need. They both know the universe, as they've crafted it, is an unpredictable thing. Here they are captured in the midst of it, tasting a lack of control without a loss of confidence. It's such a new experience - thrilling Sullivan with the possibilities yet to come.
She sucks on Zephir's finger, tries to lick back the blood, feeling the way Zephir heals her innately stir her stomach as well - both touches of life causing her to wretch, bringing up a mouthful of white this time, grey along the edges where it merges with her blood before she puts heir mouth firmly to his, coaxing him to let it pour down his throat.]
[ He drinks from her, this beautiful horror they've created between themselves as plants grow from the ground up and seal the tent shut, light coming through the thinness of its fabric. Here he keeps Sully, his loving prisoner, his to consume and to be his devourer for as long as they please. There will always be someone to clean up the mess anyway. ]
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[Said with the lust of a hopeful wanting need. They both know the universe, as they've crafted it, is an unpredictable thing. Here they are captured in the midst of it, tasting a lack of control without a loss of confidence. It's such a new experience - thrilling Sullivan with the possibilities yet to come.
She sucks on Zephir's finger, tries to lick back the blood, feeling the way Zephir heals her innately stir her stomach as well - both touches of life causing her to wretch, bringing up a mouthful of white this time, grey along the edges where it merges with her blood before she puts heir mouth firmly to his, coaxing him to let it pour down his throat.]
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