Ravensblood Forest Trees of Crimson

He almost laughs at the smile she offers his. It’s genuine and quite different from when he just met her, she’s already gotten much more comfortable with him. When she moves closer though, he almost wants to brace himself just Incase she plays some type of joke on him. After all, he has relentlessly teased her and he finds that its starting to get on her nerves, or maybe frustrate her.

His sparkling golden eyes follow the movement as she leans into him until he strains to continue to see her. Though the moment her teeth nibble on his neck, lids fall over his canary orbs. He’s shameless in his pleasures and what he likes. He has no reason to hide what he feels; so he doesn’t. Simply, Donovan closes his eyes and allows himself to soak up the feeling of her tongue flattening across the assaulted area. Then as his body heats up involuntarily, he hums appreciatively when she slides further up underneath his jaw. The nips and bites she offers almost having him opening his mouth to release a rather sultry sound. Thankfully (or maybe not) as far as he gets is the small opening of his mouth, eyes still closed in bliss. Surprisingly, he even tilts his chin upwards in a vaguely submitting position to her, offering his neck to the paler female.