[Rose understood that. There were times where she fought against her nature and resisted some of the urges that she felt. Particularly when it came to drinking blood from people. This was different though; this was something that Rose wanted to do.
Her hands slide down his shoulders, moving down his back until they settle low at his hips. Rose breaks the kiss for a moment, smiling against his mouth; it was a good thing that neither of them needed to breathe.]