Though the wound had healed, the skin still held the memory of the bite and when Liliya pressed her lips to her skin again, Lizbeth couldn’t help but shudder. As if she hadn’t already experienced enough new sensations in the short span of time that the meeting had lasted, the vampire did something that she had never thought possible. The two of them were too close for her not to notice the sudden appearance of a heart beat and how Liliya’s skin went from chill to warm. She wasn’t sure if it was the shift or the heat itself, but Lizbeth could feel a heat growing inside her as well, one that was intensified at Liliya’s question. She wanted to say something, but the word was lost in a gasp of air at the feeling of the other woman’s hands further up her shirt. If the vampire’s statement had come from any of her other, previous clients, Lizbeth would have been over the moon. Milo never shared the details of the arrangements he made. She had always assumed that sex came with blood; even if it wasn’t supposed to, there was nothing that she could do to stop it. Another vampire, and Lizbeth would have been all too happy to be done and on her way home, but she was quickly realizing that Liliya was not just any vampire. If her blood hadn’t been previously arranged, it was likely that her body wasn’t either – but god, how she wanted it to be.
“W-well, yes, but I just mean that,” Lizbeth paused to tilt her head further to the side and expose more of her neck to Liliya. “If you’d like something more… I wouldn’t have a problem with it.” In all of her life, she had never had the proper opportunity to learn what it meant to flirt. She couldn’t even really remember the last time she had wanted to flirt. By the time that she was old enough to realize what it meant to have feelings for someone, Lizbeth was living with Milo and far too busy cleaning up his messes. She had come to accept the fact that she would never have something just for herself. But here was Liliya, something that was directly tied to her life with Milo, and all she could think about was how this could finally be her one thing. Lizbeth wasn’t so naive that she believed someone like Liliya would want her, not if her blood wasn’t attached to the deal, but with the way the vampire was wrapped around her, at least she could pretend. “You’re free to take whatever you’d like as far as I’m concerned.”