It went well. He was helping me torture someone and you know how I just get so keyed up after. So I let him take me on my bed, and the bite marks he left behind while he was tasting my blood lasted for days after. I'm sure his were the same, and the scratch marks, too. And then after, he let me tie him up and play with him. I didn't use my knives, though, just my nails and my teeth. One of these days I'll find someone who likes my knives, then I can feel what it's like to have that sharp metal gliding over my skin, and watch them make me bleed for them.