At least he was a gentleman enough to get the door for her but before she could thank him, his voice whispering into her ear caught her completely off guard. She almost jumped out of shock at how close it was to her and she wasn’t expecting him to make such a teasing move on his way out. It sent a tingle down her spine. She wasn’t quite sure how to answer it as she felt her cheeks swell with blood and pheromones rise. She could lie and say she didn’t enjoy it if she felt too stubborn to actually admit she liked it like a sick fetish. She wasn’t really experienced in anything like this much less what kinks existed. She would be considered plain ol’ vanilla. “I- I..” She started with a shaky voice, she was once again nervous in his close proximity. “So what if I [i]did[/i] enjoy it..?” She exhaled heavily. “Is that a problem?” She asked a little defensively. She didn’t want to seem too into Vail but she couldn’t really lie and deny what she thought and felt. He had heard her giggle. He had probably smelled her pheromone levels. He could definitely sense the blood rush in her cheeks. How could she [i]not[/i] enjoy it? She’d never been touched like that in her life. And probably never would again if Vail weren’t feeding on her. It was her only excitement lately. She didn’t have leisurely activities as she trained and studied hard every day for the mission, she’d set for herself. Although she did wonder [i]why[/i] he asked her that question? Why would he care if she enjoyed it or not, he had gotten his fill and he needn’t make small talk after it. She took a couple of steps out of the summer house into the moonlight where the light bounced off her hair and the bushy curly tail tied up. She turned back around to look at Vail exit the wooden lodge. “Why do you ask?” She couldn’t resist asking him why he asked her. She just had to know before he ventured off into the night. Why linger around her more than he had to? Surely, he had to get back to is manor quickly and quietly as possible. If he didn’t even want the lantern on, someone could still hear their voices. Perhaps on their next meet, she could set some tea out to enjoy before the donation of blood. She needed to be quite hydrated in readiness for him to drain her and even enjoy the taste more as it would flow more easily. Tonight and the previous feed, she wasn’t expecting him to feed on her but now she could prepare for it each time. And who knows, they may even become...friends?