She moaned and seemed to stretch out a bit on top of him when he finished. She pulled her hair to one side, as it was now long enough that it would've reached Down to hips at very least, though it seemed to have stopped, at it's original length.<br/><br/>She slowly ground to a halt on top of him, and leaned forward slowly, her tongue tracing across his neck. She gave a small laugh and bit. Her fangs were sharp, but her bite was shallow, and not into his neck but further down, just above his collarbone, halfway between his neck and his shoulder.<br/><br/>She quickly withdrew her fangs with practiced ease, she'd managed to make humans barely notice it, but then, she'd had long centuries to experiment. She closed her mouth around the small punctures and drank. The taste was, incredible. She'd never tasted anything like it, it was strong, delicious. Her bite didn't bleed all that much, it was small and in a harmless location. He'd offered his neck but opening an artery, would've been more than she'd asked for, and risky anyway, given the veins and arteries running through the neck. As it was she knew he might have a slightly weak arm for about an hour, but nothing more.<br/><br/>She made sure to drink until the wound slowed it's bleeding, and she withdrew her mouth, reluctantly.<br/><br/>"I did not think your colleagues would approve of your wearing my marks," she said. She sat up, touching her finger to a drop of blood, the last, on his new wound and sucked it from her finger. She knew how much self control she needed to keep from opening his neck and just drinking, though she was glad such urges were behind her.<br/><br/>She knew that far too few younger vampires knew the wisdom of keeping a human they enjoyed alive. She rarely killed them anymore, keeping her favourites alive. After all, a little blood every week for ten years from a human was better than all of it, once.<br/><br/>She said nothing of how much she enjoyed it, not wanting to grant him the knowledge of just how much bargaining power he could wield.<br/><br/>She sighed and pulled herself off of him, standing up and walking over to a mirror with a table below it.<br/><br/>"Look what you've done," she said, picking up a pair of scissors, she gathered it up, cropping it down to near it's original length, and leaving it that way. The hair that fell away turned to ash almost instantly, and she turned around when she was done.<br/><br/>"Would you like more?" she asked, "I wouldn't mind another payment..."