[ A meal's just a meal, Edward always tries telling himself, no matter how good it tastes. It doesn't matter, though. None of his reasoning beforehand does; once he has the taste of Izzy's blood in his mouth, the beast takes him over. Prey only taste better the more they writhe.
And pinned between Edward's body and the door, Izzy writhes. Ed presses harder, more fully against him, not to discourage it, but to feel it more, to encourage the struggle that sets them both alight. Ed remembers that last time, and how weak Izzy was left; he can't afford to be weak again now, here. Despite knowing that, Edward slots a knee between Izzy's thighs anyway, pins Izzy's elbows to the door, and with a rocking grind that sends sparks through him, Ed forces Izzy up onto his toes. He tilts his head away after, wet-mouthed, just far enough to watch for a moment as the blood pools on Izzy's throat in the shape of Edward's teeth. The sight's as thrilling as feeling skin-on skin, which Ed leans in again to have as well, by licking a long stripe up Izzy's neck to catch the droplets, and then growl, bloody-lipped, against his ear. ]
Careful, Iz. Can't have you dying before I'm through with you.
[ He punctuates the words with another greedy bite, higher on Izzy's neck this time, just beneath his ijaw, while leaving the first to bleed. ]
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And pinned between Edward's body and the door, Izzy writhes. Ed presses harder, more fully against him, not to discourage it, but to feel it more, to encourage the struggle that sets them both alight. Ed remembers that last time, and how weak Izzy was left; he can't afford to be weak again now, here. Despite knowing that, Edward slots a knee between Izzy's thighs anyway, pins Izzy's elbows to the door, and with a rocking grind that sends sparks through him, Ed forces Izzy up onto his toes. He tilts his head away after, wet-mouthed, just far enough to watch for a moment as the blood pools on Izzy's throat in the shape of Edward's teeth. The sight's as thrilling as feeling skin-on skin, which Ed leans in again to have as well, by licking a long stripe up Izzy's neck to catch the droplets, and then growl, bloody-lipped, against his ear. ]
Careful, Iz. Can't have you dying before I'm through with you.
[ He punctuates the words with another greedy bite, higher on Izzy's neck this time, just beneath his ijaw, while leaving the first to bleed. ]