Medusa's POV
I'd dug my fingers into his neck as he'd orgasmed. After he orgasmed he looked down at me with the most vacant face. "Stein...?" I bit my lip and tried to shake his shoulders. Nothing came of it.
I saw life slowly come back to his eyes and I sighed in relief. I was stunned that intercourse with a witch hadn't killed him like it had my husband.. Then again, he's probably invulnerable to most substances considering how much he's experimented on himself. He ran his fingers through my hair and gave me a light smile. I returned the smile and pulled his face closer to mine by the back of his neck.
He nipped playfully at my neck which I responded to with a light giggle. His hands trailed all over my naked body as his teeth dug deeper into my skin. I moaned as his teeth broke the skin and a few pin pricks of blood formed on my skin. He lapped up the blood and sat up slowly as if the slightest jolt would be death. I watched some color return to his sweat-covered face and uttered another light giggle.