Enikil's POV
Aya gave me more hope than I ever could have asked for, though I don't think she real it. But when she allowed me to drink on the life-essence in her blood, she was more than just trusting me, she was breaking one of her old taboos as well. I couldn't screw this up!
Way in the past, she had said that she'd rather die than let me do this to her again. Her neck is the most vulnerable part of her body, (life and death wise) So I let my lips and tongue pay it the proper respect. Her skin tasted so sweet, my lust for her was barely held in check the fingers of one hand caressing her hair as my hand cradled her head. The other held her hard aginst me right above the waist, pulling her body up against mine.