Val

*He let's you drink from his wrist, because you need bl%d after your transition, but you drink to fast and to rough* Me: Ah, behave! *You look up to Him and drank slower and more careful. He strokes your hair. You are still struggleing with your fangs, so you inadvertently bit yourself on the lips* You: F^ck. Me: Language! *He looks at you and wipes the bl%d away from your lips with his thump*