( she's still close enough that he can reach for her again if he wants. good, that's good.
but then she's making a soft noise. startled, maybe. and the pain — such a novelty, pain, when was the last time he ever truly bled — asserts itself and he is lifting his own hand to touch his lip.
his fingers come away bloody. )
It's nothing.
( he draws his lower lip into his mouth, sucking. hopes she hadn't noticed the sheen of oily darkness. )
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but then she's making a soft noise. startled, maybe. and the pain — such a novelty, pain, when was the last time he ever truly bled — asserts itself and he is lifting his own hand to touch his lip.
his fingers come away bloody. )
It's nothing.
( he draws his lower lip into his mouth, sucking. hopes she hadn't noticed the sheen of oily darkness. )