-takes in his scent, acid burning in her throat, licks over her fang, eyeing his neck, but stiffly backs away, struggling to retain her smile-
-I smile noticing what she wants- "If you need to feed you can. It won't hurt me. I can regenerate blood for hours using my magic."
-shakes head stiffly- I don't drink from the innocent, especially not from my love. -strokes his face, calming down enough to hug him close-
-I smile hugging her tightly- "I'd rather you feed on me rather than others. You at least can't hurt me."