[With a soft pop, Diva disengaged her teeth, licking her lips and smiling, cat like at the taste of warm blood pooling in her stomach. She ran the back of her hand against Ashton's cheek in a caress of approval as she licked the last few drops clean from the already healing puncture wounds.] Ashton... [And she cuddled up closer, eyes closed and taking in his heat. It was still wet outside and her clothes were damp despite the speed with which she'd returned home.]