I could feel the heat in my cheeks. He was looking at me, his hand still tangled in my hair. I opened my mouth to say something, but all that came out was a shaky breath. He was so close to me. But I wanted him to be closer. This is close but not close enough. I don't know what took over me, maybe it was his unbearably sweet scent, I moved my face positioning it in front of his neck and... and bit. I heard a groan, probably Leo, but my eyes were closed so I have no idea. His hand around my waist tightend up and he used his other hand to gently pull my hair. His skin tasted so sweet, tasted just like honey. I've never had alcohol but, I think this is what it would feel like to be drunk.... #1 in deaths
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