Richard's panting, feeling more tired than sex, even good sex, has ever left him before. His grip on her hip looses to just fingertips, gliding slowly and lazily up her back.
"I love you too," he murmurs, nosing her hair as his face worms down to find his bite mark. Once found, he traces it with his tongue before kissing it gently.
A part of him doesn't like the feeding from him. But he'd made a promise, and he holds that as firmly in his head as he does Anita to him. No walking away.
And yes, he's currently completely forgotten for the moment that they're in a room with several other people.
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Date: 2009-10-06 04:35 am (UTC)"I love you too," he murmurs, nosing her hair as his face worms down to find his bite mark. Once found, he traces it with his tongue before kissing it gently.
A part of him doesn't like the feeding from him. But he'd made a promise, and he holds that as firmly in his head as he does Anita to him. No walking away.
And yes, he's currently completely forgotten for the moment that they're in a room with several other people.