[Oh, he's in for a treat. It's not the exact same magic system, hell, he wouldn't call it magic at all. But every person, at their core, has a latent energy called tao, or chi by some. Not all can access it, but Chobe? He's got an excessive reserve of it, able to use it for superhuman feats and pulling off his monster plant tricks. For normal people, it can easily be depleted, and takes time to stock back up. Chobe generally doesn't have that problem, but he still takes care to create more and more when he can. . .via touch, locking lips, and of course, love making.
Which is really just a long winded way of saying: fucking never tires him out, it just powers him up. It's like if a good latte delivered an orgasm and a caffeine boost!
So there's no bitter aftertaste to her blood, just wide eyed surprise and excitement. He doesn't know what's going on with her, but he knows now he wants more of it. She's not as fragile and porcelain as he initially thought, and he massages at her skin as he tries unhooking the bra under there. Don't rush don't rush don't rush, he keeps telling himself that, made more difficult with her hands getting his pants off.
He could snipe back at her with words, but nah, that's a waste. Instead he switches gears, forcing his tongue in her mouth to get more of her flavor, and give her a lingering taste of her own blood.]
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Which is really just a long winded way of saying: fucking never tires him out, it just powers him up. It's like if a good latte delivered an orgasm and a caffeine boost!
So there's no bitter aftertaste to her blood, just wide eyed surprise and excitement. He doesn't know what's going on with her, but he knows now he wants more of it. She's not as fragile and porcelain as he initially thought, and he massages at her skin as he tries unhooking the bra under there. Don't rush don't rush don't rush, he keeps telling himself that, made more difficult with her hands getting his pants off.
He could snipe back at her with words, but nah, that's a waste. Instead he switches gears, forcing his tongue in her mouth to get more of her flavor, and give her a lingering taste of her own blood.]