Zero hates anything that reminds him of vampires. And vampire blood . . . it's more rich than just human blood. A lot more.
. . . yours smells like that too.
[There's . . . the prickle-presence of her focus, all of her focus centring on him as she leans down, tongue brushing up those first few droplets. Not aggressive—he's here, and not fighting, and comfortable and close—but very, very much still there.]