Hallbjorn closed his eyes when Kara kissed him. It relayed the taste of the ice cream that she had enjoyed. Hopefully the cold, creamy treat had soothed her throat some after the screams he had wrenched from her. His eyes remained closed when Kara pulled her lips away and trailed her finger tips over his face.<br/><br/>Her lips presaged the scrape of her fangs on skin. The feeling of her fangs on his skin had him trembling in anticipation of what was to come. Her fangs sank slowly into his skin, and his body shuddered as the pleasure shook through him. She drank his blood and it brought a sudden wave of pleasure that rose to its apex with great alacrity. Pleasure surged through Hallbjorn and he felt himself orgasm, issuing a long moan that carried almost through all of Kara's drinking.<br/><br/>When she drank her last, Hallbjorn's pleasure tapered down and receded.<br/><br/>He put his hands on her hips and let them rest there. His eyes opened and he looked at her with a relaxed gaze. "Are you ready for a shower, or do you want to stay in bed longer?" Hallbjorn asked Kara. They had a lot of time and they could lay around and relax for as long as they wished.