Thread: Love is for Suckers [Goody + Incendo]

Again, Howe was struck by how comfortable this all was. Finally. He wouldn't have to worry about eating any more. And saps could live for a long time if kept well. The excitement of having her here had finally subsided to something akin to peace and contentment, especially as she thanked him in a sweet little voice and came forward to offer him a limb to draw her blood from. To be honest, he'd been nervous about this as all the literature on sap care urged caution and a healthy amount of distrust in the sapiens. He had that naturally since they were lowly creatures but it had him almost waiting and looking for instances of her searching for ways to undermine him or rebel. She kept surprising him with how docile and cooperative she was. But he supposed that was expected with how life on farms could be. Giving her an appreciative grin , Howe gave her head a light stroke of his hand as he said, Good girl. Come, sit with me. After all, he didn't want to stand in the doorway sucking awkwardly from her wrist. Sitting on the edge of her bed, he took her hands in his and pulled her to sit on his left thigh, her legs daintily tucked to hang between his own. Arm wrapped around her back to support her, like an iron band, he held one of her arms in his hand and brought it close to his face. The restaurants allowed for very little contact between sapiens or Frith, unless they were doing something illegal. So, it was nice getting to sit with his little pet so close and comfortable, eating in his own home, fresh sap straight from the tap. Again, like before, his teeth found a vein with ease and the tempo of his breathing increased as the rush of blood came pouring out of her. Oh. He couldn't believe he'd forgotten how sweet she was. But in the hubbub of purchasing her, driving home in the sunlight, and getting her settled, it had fallen from his mind, the particular intoxication of her taste. It caught him by surprise all over again, actually, so much so that a soft moan came from his throat before he could cut it off and silence himself. His shoulders had slumped in delight but quickly tensed in embarrassment as he realized what he'd done. But he didn't stop drinking from her, merely avoiding looking directly at her while he did so. Eventually it wore off, and he relaxed again, idly petting her back as he drank. He stopped after a full ration, even though her taste and delicious warmth could have kept him going until he'd sucked her completely dry. Pulling out, he licked her wound to seal it closed and clean any droplets that escaped his mouth during the feeding. Full and exhausted after the over extended and exciting night, Howe sighed happily and urged the sap off his lap so that he could rise. Petting her head once more, he turned towards her door, pausing only to say, If you choose to stay awake, remain quiet. And with that, he left her, confident that with the front door locked with his hand print and all windows too small for her to fit through, that there was no avenue of escape for her. Not that she'd indicated she wanted to but the poor brainless animals couldn't be trusted. In the quiet of his own room, door closed and thick blinds on the windows drawn, Howe undressed and climbed into the inviting comfort of his bed, asleep in a matter of minutes. A little after noon, Howe rose and unmindful of his nakedness, left his room to find his pet for a quick mid-noon snack. Amina? he called, rubbing the heel of his hand in his eye before turning from his bedroom door to look for her.