[She has to know he'd stop if she asked him to. Mitchell is obviously not adverse to getting a little rough in the bedroom, but there's a difference between hurting her and hurting her. Not to mention he'd want to sit down and talk through any and all hurting that might potentially occur if that was an avenue she wanted to go down.
The last thing he wants is to hurt her. She's been hurt enough and he loves her.
For a while, he fools himself into thinking he can do this. This, with her legs lifting to wrap around his hips, her ankles crossing and her calves pressing against his arse, her arms twined around his neck, her mouth open and lax beneath his, this all seems doable. His teeth ache with the need to bite down, but he's keeping it in check for now, he's managing not to lose his rhythm, and the way she clutches at him makes him think he's doing a pretty good job.
He even manages to keep it together for a solid few minutes of this, of rocking against her and drinking sweet kisses from her lips, but then he makes the mistake of pressing his face to her neck, and while the rational part of him know there's no blood beneath her skin, his vampire hindbrain knows there's a sweet artery pulsing just beneath that cold, soft flesh, and before he knows what he's doing, his teeth are out and he's burying them in her neck in one swift bite.]
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The last thing he wants is to hurt her. She's been hurt enough and he loves her.
For a while, he fools himself into thinking he can do this. This, with her legs lifting to wrap around his hips, her ankles crossing and her calves pressing against his arse, her arms twined around his neck, her mouth open and lax beneath his, this all seems doable. His teeth ache with the need to bite down, but he's keeping it in check for now, he's managing not to lose his rhythm, and the way she clutches at him makes him think he's doing a pretty good job.
He even manages to keep it together for a solid few minutes of this, of rocking against her and drinking sweet kisses from her lips, but then he makes the mistake of pressing his face to her neck, and while the rational part of him know there's no blood beneath her skin, his vampire hindbrain knows there's a sweet artery pulsing just beneath that cold, soft flesh, and before he knows what he's doing, his teeth are out and he's burying them in her neck in one swift bite.]