A/N: This chapter is dedicated to EdwardLover44 who wanted this idea to get out in the open to thte public. Bella and blood? What will ensue? Read and review? Enjoy!

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More Luscious Than The Sweetest Claret

"Edward?"

"Yes, Bella?"

"What does blood taste like?"

"What?" Edward spluttered, caught off guard by Bella's sudden question.

"What does blood taste like?" She repeated as she sat up on his couch, watching his still form over by the glass wall of his room.

"I don't have to answer that."

"What?"

"You heard me."

"Yes, I heard you, but why won't you answer it?"

"I don't want you to know."

"Edwar-"

"I have the right to remain silent."

"But Edwa-"

"No, Bella. I refuse to tell you." Edward cut her off again. "Shouldn't you already know, anyways? I'm sure with your many injuries, you managed to bite your lip once or twice."

"Actually, no." Bella answered simply as she watched him turn around to face her, his molten eyes meeting her deep cocoa ones.

"Have you ever sucked the blood out of a cut?"

"Nope."

"You're serious?"

"Uh-huh."

"Wow. You're definitely not like other teenagers, Bella."

"So I've been told." Bella pouted as she laid back down and folded her arms across her chest.

"Bella?" Edward said as she moved towards her.

Instead of answering, she just turned her back towards him.

"Bella, come on."

Still no response.

"If you really want, I could go and dig into Alice's Halloween make-up and bring you a tube of fake blood to drink."

"Not funny."

"You're probably right. Who knows what chemicals are in that stuff?" Edward replied. As a dangerous afterthought, Edward said, "Do you really want to find out?"

Turning around to face him, Bella nodded silently.

Sighing, Edward disappeared but was back in a flash with a small sewing needle in his hand. Bella stuck out her finger willingly.

"This may hurt a little." Edward warned as he knelt down to her level.

Holding her breath, Bella closed her eyes as Edward pricked her finger swiftly.

"There." Edward said as she opened her eyes again, taking notice to a small red drop on the tip of her middle finger. "Be quick about it before you faint." He said.

Raising her finger to her lips, Bella let her tongue flick out and dip into the ruby liquid. To her complete and utter surprise, it didn't taste vile and rusty, but it sure wasn't a delicacy either. It was just plain and almost banal. It had to be the blandest thing she had ever tasted.

"Well?" Edward asked as he pulled a band aid out of his pocket and wrapped it around her finger. "What do you think?"

"I think you taste better." Bella noted as she swiftly dove in for a kiss.

When she pulled away, Edward smiled.

"I'm happy to hear that. It's not every day that I'm told I taste more luscious than the sweetest claret."