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Kissing his way along her neck and collarbone he deftly moved his way back up to her lips before plunging his tongue into her open mouth.

Mick chuckled before quickly disentangling himself from Beth, and making a quick retreat from his aroused fledgling, leaving her shocked on the kitchen bench.

The second thing she noticed was the delicious smell wafting to her from the kitchen, she closed her eyes and deeply inhaled, her mouth salivated and as she sat upright she licked her lips in anticipation of her breakfast.

Standing, not bothering to put clothes on, she yawned and made her way out of the room and down the stairs, following her nose, to her awaiting meal.

Of all the senses that were heightened with the turning, the sense of touch was the one that was the most heightened.

Beth pulled back from the kiss moments later and stared into his equally pale blue eyes, her hands finding the drawstring on his pajama pants and hastily untying the knot.

She stepped forward, slowly, deciding to savour the journey to her meal, letting the hunger permeate her whole being until she could no longer take looking at her food and not touching, not grabbing, not eating.

She could almost see Mick under her simply through the smell of the salty sweat covering his body in a thin sheen, and she could almost make out his form from the sound waves emitting from him that she could swear she could see through lidded eyes.

They lay like that for a few minutes, regaining their composure, and soon enough, just as Mick had predicted, Beth fell asleep.

Mick chuckled deep in his throat, his amusement clearly annoying his highly aroused fledgling as Beth growled into the kiss and pressed herself impossibly closer to her half naked sire.