Kalith watched the teeth bite down on the lip, her eyes solely focused as she watched the skin tense and begin to almost give way. Of course the story about the wound was a lie, no bear made marks like that when it mauled someone that was a dagger through and through and a nasty one at that. Kalith didjn't know why the woman was lying but clearly she had secrets of her own and the woman respected that enough to drop it there. . . it could have also have had to do with the ache in her loins, the half-hard length pressed to her mons by her tight panties. The vampiress shifted her legs again, crossing them at the knee with a small, subtle groan as flesh rubbed flesh before she looked up into Lithelle's eyes and smiled.<br/><br/>" A bear? I am sure that is what happened then.  You should have been on the roads and away from the river banks and forest then, everyone knows they're only aggressive when prompted." The Dunmer grins in a silly manner, her hand still rubbing along the Bosmer's midsection . moving up ever so subtly before the hand suddenly paused and the drop of crimson rolled down the curve of Lithelle's lower lip and trickled slowly down her chin , painting a thin crimson trail on her face that the vampiress fought not to follow. Kalith didn't need this... she didn't need to lose control this quickly. A taste though... that wasn't losing control, was it? Just a little lick and she'd be held over until she could pry herself away from the Bosmer and head out to feed again...<br/><br/>Doing what she thougt would coverup her taste test of her sister-elf the Dunmer leaned forward slowly, locking her eyes with Lithelle , her lids half-closed and her stare dreamy as she brushed her cold lips with the Bosmer's warm. Warmth surged in Kalith's stomach and she felt her hips unconsciously shift forward but the woman ignored that for now,licking across the wound in her friend's lip slowly, seductively her wet muscle brushed past it and she savored the taste of the crimson on her tongue, letting out a half moan as a small hint of warmth suffused her. Kalith was internally struggling with her will to feed now, to simply pin Lithelle, mate her and feed off of her but just as her lips headed down and kissed along the wood elf's chin . . . down to her neck, a fang brushing the soft brown skin Kalith stopped herself, lapping along the skin back up to Lithelle, her breath coming in pants from the internal struggle and her hungry eyes still dreamy and lidded." You taste.. good."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>