[As to whether she can taste the adrenaline and endorphines in his blood, she can and tends to love the taste they add into the mix. For a moment she pauses to lick some of his blood off her wrist before surveying the bloody work beneath her.
So far, she's mangled his shoulder and started to expose blood and bone beneath the skin, even organs the deeper she digs and yet, she can feel his excitement pressing against her as she adds more and more pain and violence into the mix.
It's..She shudders and grins, not caring how deranged she looks as she goes back to work. Part of her does recognize the affectionate touch to her hair..she's just too fixated on what she was doing to care. Fingers found their way back to his skin, tearing more, exposing more.. she got to his organs and shifted more to rest on his thighs than his hips as her hand delved into his abdominal cavity, working her way into his intestines and yanking them out to toss the bloody mess over the back of the couch. She really didn't care what kind of mess she was making right now or how covered in blood splatter and vicera she was becoming..
Rip's other hand found its way to his mangle shoulder, fingers digging into the wounds her fangs made to further ruin the muscles, working on dislocating his arm from its socket with a wrench of her hand to add even more pain into the mix.]
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So far, she's mangled his shoulder and started to expose blood and bone beneath the skin, even organs the deeper she digs and yet, she can feel his excitement pressing against her as she adds more and more pain and violence into the mix.
It's..She shudders and grins, not caring how deranged she looks as she goes back to work. Part of her does recognize the affectionate touch to her hair..she's just too fixated on what she was doing to care. Fingers found their way back to his skin, tearing more, exposing more.. she got to his organs and shifted more to rest on his thighs than his hips as her hand delved into his abdominal cavity, working her way into his intestines and yanking them out to toss the bloody mess over the back of the couch. She really didn't care what kind of mess she was making right now or how covered in blood splatter and vicera she was becoming..
Rip's other hand found its way to his mangle shoulder, fingers digging into the wounds her fangs made to further ruin the muscles, working on dislocating his arm from its socket with a wrench of her hand to add even more pain into the mix.]