[She doesn't even have time to apologize when she finds herself being kissed once more. It's a little awkward, kissing someone else sporting fangs, but it's not as if she isn't quick to learn. There is the urge to bite down on his lip and pierce through the flesh, but she holds back, reminding herself he's delicate. He can't heal quick, not like her or like others here.
Even so, it's hard to hold back as she parts her lips, mindful of the points of her sharp teeth. Hopefully she wouldn't bump them against his own set.]
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[She doesn't even have time to apologize when she finds herself being kissed once more. It's a little awkward, kissing someone else sporting fangs, but it's not as if she isn't quick to learn. There is the urge to bite down on his lip and pierce through the flesh, but she holds back, reminding herself he's delicate. He can't heal quick, not like her or like others here.
Even so, it's hard to hold back as she parts her lips, mindful of the points of her sharp teeth. Hopefully she wouldn't bump them against his own set.]