Her eyes are watching his fingers in the blood as she leaves a new trail from heart down and across his rib cage and down his right side to the top of his pants, still varying from feather light to almost breaking skin. The bite mark just above his pants comes dangerously close to pulling blood but she keeps the pressure just this side of that, her one hand moving to undo his pants now that she's gotten here.
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Date: 2009-06-20 01:21 am (UTC)