[ she stops, breath coming in a ragged gulp as she felt euphoria suffusing in her blood. Finally, he sang for her.
Dropping a hand to his cheek, she cradled it, pressing her fingers to his lips, she waited for him to look at her, hair disheveled and dress stained red. And once he does, she licks her hand, eating up the still dripping blood from the fingertips.
Her reward to him. His blood would not go entirely to waste. ]