Secret Meeting in the Night (3)

Velcy's POV

A metallic but slightly sweet taste filled my mouth.

My eyes widened as recognition dawned on me.

"It's your blood, Big Brother!" I exclaimed and asked him in a concerned voice. "Did you get hurt somewhere?"

I didn't wait for an answer. Memories of the previous night flooded my mind as I frantically searched his neck for injuries. But to my relief, there were no visible wounds.

I exhaled deeply and felt my tense shoulders relax.

It was only now that I noticed my position. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and I was clinging to him like a monkey beast.

A surge of embarrassment filled me and I felt a searing heat on my cheeks as I slowly lifted my head to look at his face.