[ She's thought it to herself before plenty but he really is so cute. It's the last thing anyone would ever think to call him, especially as he really is, but it's entirely because he's so cold and mean usually that it's all the more charming to see him like his. He's a mess of contradictions in all sorts of ways and she wants to see more of it, to greedily indulge in this sight that's hers and hers alone. She's not sure how she's managed to stay so patient as long as she has but now that she's gotten a taste of him, it's not nearly enough.

She'd be willing to be a good girl for now, if she thought it was what he wanted, though. She can be, when it's necessary. But she can still taste the sharp edge of his hunger strongly enough that it makes her teeth itch. They're wonderfully well-matched - she might not be starving anymore but that doesn't mean she's had anywhere close to her fill. ]

... jeez. ❤️ I can't believe you're still hard. [ Her voice is still warm but there's a teasing edge to it now. ] I guess you've been waiting long enough... there's no way this would've been enough to satisfy you, huh? ... that's good.

[ That's all the warning he gets before she nips at his ear. ]

I'm greedy too.