"Adventurous," she smiled in approval. "Too many would insist on washing off the yeast first. You should never do that," Isabel leaned in as she spoke to him, "it ruins the flavour."
Reaching up, she pulled off two more of the grapes. The feeling of his mouth on her fingers wasn't lost on her. The warmth entranced her, making her pulse quicken as only the thought of feeding had before. "You should have some more," she smiled, "they will strengthen you in no time, and I do not mind nursing you at all."