[This whole day is odd. Make no mistake, she has many questions and concerns about her removal from the Mithraeum, what this place is, how far away she's been taken, and who's responsible. In comparison, being asked to use her teeth on a stranger is nothing—a funny story she might tell over dinner.]
Sensible choice.
[She bends and presses her open mouth to the place where neck and shoulder meet, bites down, and keeps her jaw clamped there. Her hands come to rest on each of the redhead's upper arms, keeping her steady. For a good bite mark, you have to hold it a while. She's well-acquainted with the sort of pressure and duration it takes to bruise flesh—as well as the force required to rend it. Since this is only a little love-bite, it's just hard enough for the former with no danger of the latter.
After about half a minute, she pulls back to examine her handiwork. The shape of her teeth is indented in the skin, bright red for now but sure to darken.]
no subject
Sensible choice.
[She bends and presses her open mouth to the place where neck and shoulder meet, bites down, and keeps her jaw clamped there. Her hands come to rest on each of the redhead's upper arms, keeping her steady. For a good bite mark, you have to hold it a while. She's well-acquainted with the sort of pressure and duration it takes to bruise flesh—as well as the force required to rend it. Since this is only a little love-bite, it's just hard enough for the former with no danger of the latter.
After about half a minute, she pulls back to examine her handiwork. The shape of her teeth is indented in the skin, bright red for now but sure to darken.]
That will do, I think.