Willow watches nervously, unsure what Rowan is planning as he holds onto her hand. As he licks her wrist, she feels like every hair on her body stands straight up, a shiver up her spine causing her to wiggle. Squirming, she tries to pull away from him before going stock still as she feels his fangs against her skin.
“R-Rowan?” She manages to stammer. When she realizes she’s not scared of him, she blinks and tries to figure out what sensation she’s feeling instead. Her nose wiggles as a more citrus scent fills her nostrils. “Wh… what…?” This is her scent, but she’s never ‘scented’ something in her life. Why is the smell so strong right now?