Gwyn groaned as she felt the other arms wrap around her as her eyes flashed brightly. Gwyn felt that warm body around her own now clinging to her. Memories of her own transformation flashed in her mind. Gwyn slowly inhaled her scent as she slid her arms a bit more around the fair skinned female. Yet as the girls arms tightened around her she knew she didn't need to think of holding her up. The girl wanted this, the girl wanted her blood. She slid her tongue along her own lips as she hesitated for a moment then she slowly gazed at that desperate body as her own curvy ivor ybody pressed into that form against her own. "You want more..." Her voice was different...it held an 'old' english accident. "Do not fear...I will give you more" Gwyn promised as she slowly watched the girls gaze before she slowly shifted and then after another moment of hesitation she drew a nail across the top of her large full breasts drawing a line of dark cold blood as she slowly arched up just a bit to offer that blood to the girl in her arms. Gwyn had to fight to not just bury her fangs back into the girl she was still starving yet her head was just clear enough to let her think about this..."you will die, but then you will wake again" Gwyn whispered.