Oh how she practically almost melted from his touch - the sound of his voice. Gods. What was happening to her? Was it due to the blood moon nearing? Were her feelings being swayed much more than she realized? She knew something...
Then again, she knew she had fallen for him long ago, but now she had to repress those feelings, for his sake, his wife- his coven.. her coven. Raelynn looked at Dante when he told her there was nothing she could say that would make him think less of her, and then and there she knew she had to tell him something- anything. "I-" she began, biting her lip gently- the way the candlelight of her room made her skin have a soft glow to it- her normally blue colored eyes were a tinge red. She parted her lips and her fangs glinted in the light, she glanced to him. One would describe the setting as very romantic lighting- soft bed, sheets and pillows..
"I'm sorry...drinking your blood just..made me... lust after you..." she explained, feeling embarrassed to say it, but then she offered a quick explanation, although it didn't help her in much regard. "You know of blood moons right? Where Vampires are able to choose their mate and do...coupling that night.. well, the next blood moon is soon, and...blood moons usually heightens emotions and- I guess, um..what I'm trying to say is," she sighed in frustration, the words did not come easy for her. She was shy, embarrassed to confess. She's known him for ages, and now what? Turns into a blushing and bumbling mess? Like, how hard is it to say, "Your blood made me want to bed you"?
Well, in that regard, it wasn't easy, and not something she should express, but they were alone, and vulnerable... and- she looked to Dante, wondering what he might say or do next.