Still not quite wanting to she holds his blood in her mouth, but finally has to force herself to swallow.<br/><br/>She feels it touch the back of her throat then trickle almost syrup like as it makes it's way down, somehow still warmer than she is.<br/>She swallows again, feeling a strange but not unpleasant sensation begin to trickle through her body. Like the warmth you get from a soft blanket wrapped around you on a cold night, or a gentle carress from someone who cares for you.<br/>Only this was from the inside wandering it's way through her with it's carress, the feeling seemed to trickle through her as slowly as Spikes blood had trickled from the wound he had made on his wrist.<br/><br/>She bagan to feel tense muscles relax and concerns melt away.<br/>Encouraged she continued to suck at his wirst.