(The picture sparked this idea.)
You enjoyed it, he knew.
He was ashamed to admit that he liked it too.
The brown haired angel loves everything about you.
How you'd peck his cheeks at random times, and run your fingers through his short dark hair on mornings like this one. Heck, The angel liked how when ever you needed something, you'd always made it your top prority to search for him.
And you always did.
Most of the time, it would be for your cravings. It would go down for awhile, then come back up when you least expected it.
Like it did now.
Usually it would be fine, but you've kept your cravings dormant for at least since last night. What was odd about it this time, was that they seemed stronger and you had a different urge of a new taste. Blood.
"(Y/n) is something wrong?" The angel asked. Your (e/c) orbs were on him. He could see the hungry look in your eyes, even if you were trying to hide it. You didn't want to bother him, since you found it rather embarrassing to have him, help you with something like this. Unknown to you was that Macarona enjoyed it.
"Cravings?" You nodded, your (h/c) locks bobbing at the movement. "They might get out of hand, as it progresses. . ." You stated shyly, as he hummed in response. The male sat up smiling at you. "I'll be fine, what's the worse that could go wrong?" He wasn't aware of his mistake, until he saw the lust in your (e/c) orbs. But it was too late.
Your mouths connected in a kiss, as you wrapped your arms around the males neck, pulling him closer.
Giving into your cravings, you then licked his bottom lip. Surprised at your sudden actions, the young angel froze. Not liking this you wrapped your fingers around a lock of his dark hair, and tugged. Macarona lets out a surprised gasp, his lips parting slightly. Smirking you took this chance and dove your tongue inside the angels mouth. In the process you leaned in to Macarona, earning a quite muffled groan to your delight.
Your tongue wrapped around his and guided it toward your waiting mouth. You sucked on the et muscle, then you sank your sharp teeth on his tongue, emitting a cute yelp from him. Immediately the coppery taste filled your taste buds.
Satisfied you pulled away, a string of blood and saliva connecting your lips. Some of the crimson substance splattered on the sleeve of your dress, but you didn't mind. Macarona panted, taking in breaths of air. As he did you swiped your hungry tongue over his own bloody lips. "Delicous!~" You smirked.
Your craverings amazed Macarona, but he could't help but to love you for it. It was a way that he was close to you. So he wouldn't mind if you took some of his blood.
After all he knew how much you enjoyed his taste, because he liked how you tasted too.
