Isiah, you want me close to you

In the intensity of the moment, Isiah's focus remained solely on the blood, oblivious to any romantic implications. 

As they exchanged the crimson essence between their mouths, his thoughts were consumed by the primal hunger driving him forward. 

He didn't consider their actions as a kiss but rather as a means to satisfy his insatiable craving.

On the other hand, Lexie found herself lost in the moment, a feeling as if she were inherently made for Isiah.

 What heightened her emotions was the noticeable shift in Isiah's usual demeanor. 

It seemed like something had changed, leaving her yearning for answers yet unable to muster the courage to confront him. 

After numerous bloody kisses, Lexie found herself in a dizzying haze. 

The way Isiah's mouth moved against hers, the taste of his lips, the force he exerted – it all evoked a mix of fear and a longing that surpassed a mere kiss.