Before he could even speak she had her foot hoisted next to him. He didn't really know how to respond, noticing the bitemarks that marred her skin. She settled in beside him, turning his head as she started to remove her strap. It was rude of him to look, but he was anxious.
He starred at that mark for a while, trying to process what his eyes hid from him. He still couldn't feel her, but those were very specific marks.