[ While William's saliva certainly isn't enough, that isn't to say that she doesn't like it. The treatment leaves her unsteady on her legs, forcing her to widen her stance and plant a hand on her knee - but there's no denying that she loves it, as her gasps and cries fill the room.
Bent over like she is, her eyes focus on the pooling blood before her. It's so dark, almost black, but reflects the warm light of the room so beautifully. ]
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Bent over like she is, her eyes focus on the pooling blood before her. It's so dark, almost black, but reflects the warm light of the room so beautifully. ]