leofgyth: The Hand That Feeds, commission by @winterofherdiscontent for @persimonne“What?” he blurte
leofgyth: The Hand That Feeds, commission by @winterofherdiscontent for @persimonne“What?” he blurted out, a droplet of spit now dribbling from his lower lip.“I’ve said,” she repeated. “I’ve said that since we’re here, and I cut myself… would it be so terrible if you drank my blood?”He cleaned his mouth with a sleeve, incredulous. Was she jeering at him? Could she even fathom what she was asking from him?“Rey–Rey, do you understand that if I drink your blood, we’ll be bonded until you die? Do you really want this?”She nodded, her expression grave. He drooled again, the tremor in his limbs now almost untameable.“A–Are you sure? I’ll have to drink your blood for your whole life. You’ll never turn back from this.”“Do it,” she whispered, extending her left hand towards his mouth.She’d cut the tip of her thumb, and not much blood had spilled, but it was still enough to sustain and revitalize him for a few weeks at least. He closed the distance between them, taking her trembling hand in his equally trembling one, and looked in her eyes for the last time as he closed his ravenous lips around her digit.It was pure, it was powerful, it was home. He closed his eyes, his heart singing: this was the closest he’d felt to the divine since the dawn of time.~~~~o~~~~A most important scene from @persimonne‘s The Hand That Feeds, a vampire-ish Victorian AU that is more beautiful that I can stand. The illustration is a commission from @winterofherdiscontent, who was wonderful to work for; I would commission her again in a heartbeat.Persimonne, thank you so much for writing THTF and everything else, and for being such a wonderful friend. -- source link