“If you let me up, I can take care of it.” The rain turned into a drizzle, the warm splashes of scarlet dying his hair pink, sliding down the bridge of her nose, running over more sensitive areas… Ophelia began moving against him again, and his brows shot up in utter shock. He quickly recovered and a devious smile slowly curled up at the corners of his mouth at her boldness. “Are you sure?” She shrugged and repeated his own words from earlier. “It’s only blood.”
Ophelia!
I'm guessing this is magic blood, not from a living being right? Or does hep not exist in this world 🤔 took me out of the fantasy 😂 it could've been mud or hot rain or lube or cold milk or lemonade for all I cared but nope, it's a blood shower.
Nvm if it was mud, milk, or lemonade, I'd complain about yeast.
