mythsandmonsters:
Vaughn couldn’t place why, but he felt a little lightheaded, the feeling somewhat like that of being pleasantly drunk and a little giddy, and he liked it. It wasn’t really the same sort of feeling he’d gotten when he killed his handler, but it had similarities in the sense of giving in to something instinctive instead of conscious thought.
He trailed little kisses along the curve of her throat before getting a touch more bold and grazing his teeth over the spot, though he didn’t bite down, as much as he found himself wanting to.
Slowly, Cadi pulled her wrists free of his hands but only to twine their fingers together. She had been getting more comfortable around the family and everyone else, but this was different. It had a feeling of peace to it, but it was deeper than that, something even she didn’t have words for.
The feel of teeth had her tilting her head back, giving him a better line of skin. She didn’t know what she wanted, couldn’t place the need, but it was there, swimming just below the surface.