The triumph in his eyes was enough to make Noah grit his teeth. He didn't need to point out the unfairness of life, for that much was painfully obvious. He was given this horrible burden of blood that would never stop attracting monsters. He was trapped with this creature who would continuously toy with him and humiliate him. It wasn't a fair life in the slightest. That was only further supported by Dmitri's actions. The darkness that overtook his expression made the human cower a little.<br/><br/>"Adrenaline," he tried to argue. "I've got a predator hovering over me with the intentions of harming me. All it is, is adrenaline." But he wasn't convinced the adrenaline worked on its own. It was more the way he reacted to it.<br/><br/>"Like I said, you'll do both anyway. Does it matter to you what I think?" He was only getting more aroused, his body reacting to the touch with only more desire. How easy would it be for Dima to slip his hand beneath the fabric and give him real pleasure? Already the human's breathing grew unsteady. Without his grip on the vampire's wrists, his fingers dug into the matress below and his gaze averted from the other's penetrating gaze.<br/><br/>It might have been intentional that his neck was exposed in the process, a last attempt to draw his attention away. When he got excited like this, his scent usually grew sweeter, as if<i>inviting</i>the beast to feed. To give in to the temptation. "Well, Dima?" He asked, "Which is more irresistable? Blood or body?"