Oddly, Lief's skin felt like honey to Eric. He felt his hands becoming sticky the more they touched, and the sensation spread to lips and other places where they brushed against one another.
It was new, but the only thing that Eric could smell was the blood, and so he chalked it up to that, a little too caught up in the moment to really think.
He had no idea that Lief was experiencing - and dismissing - an identical sensation.
They felt when Baba joined in a little, to sample blood and to touch. Two hands reached out to invite her in further, the movement mirrored, but not just that. The hands seemed to be bound together in their closeness.