Zwei lowered his head, allowing his teeth to scrape on the exposed flesh of Bianca's shoulder, not enough to draw blood just teasing. He allowed his hands to wander up her sides and held her close to him until his head dipped slightly and allowed his fangs to pierce the skin at the nape of her neck. He lapped up her blood, his tongue circling the two wounds slowly. Soon enough, he thought he could feel a slight surge in his desires. He quelled them, preventing himself from pushing Bianca down and having her the way he wanted, instead, he leaned away from her and flipped the hem of her shirt before removing his shirt.