He swallowed heavily again as she switched back to the knife, taking a long, shuddering breath, letting it out in another soft groan. She whispered to him that she could bring him close to death, and he smiled, the corner of his mouth curling upward as he replied, "You tease." And then she was leaning in closer, and for a split second, he wasn't sure if he should stay where he was or try and slip away - and then she sank her teeth into him, and he tensed beneath her, his breath catching in the back of his throat. "Fuck, love..." His voice shook as he spoke. "Fuck..."