Releasing a breath that he didn’t realize he was holding when the other finally agreed without a fight. His shoulders lowered the tension as he quirked up a small smile but wasn’t going to try and explain that Kane wasn’t his ex per say it was a lot more complicated but yet simple. They had fucked at some point but it was convenient, and not terribly messy. The opposite of whatever was blossoming between them currently and he would half to be fully dead, not just half, to not sense it. “I’m not going to argue about the mind games.” He mumbled but he wasn’t sure the man heard him as he half hurled himself into the street to flag down a taxi cab. It might have been faster for him to move swiftly on foot, at night he could almost soar above the city but he felt the weight of being responsible for Ryah herd him into the back of the car without a word of protest.<br/><br/>At least the drive was short as the mounting tension felt like a loaded spring all the way down his back just winding tight as he finally helped Ryah up to the apartment making sure he wasn’t too drunk or stumbling into the space. The confusion shouldn’t have been surprised and this was the thing he had wanted to avoid when he had gotten into the pants of a bi-curious straight boy. Though... he really didn’t fuck like any straight boy he knew but he wasn’t going to try and rile the other up with that comment. Ryah was struggling as he sputtered out some words of what he wanted or what they were, Drake half caught them because he was mulling over his own dilemma. He had to sit far away from Ryah because every time he caught of wiff of the club, and Eden he wanted to scowl and bare his fangs to remark the other with his own scent.<br/><br/>Was he really going to go down this road again? Fuck this usually ended poorly as him kept as the dirty secret, or worse a side piece in a situation but what could he really offer someone in a relationship now? There had been a reason he stayed away from sex for so long and was because he craved it and because he got him in these messes. Yet Drake already felt something soft in him wanted to give Ryah what he wanted. He licked his lips as his eyes focused in on the hunter looking as uncomfortable any one person could he knew it was up to his to set the tone. “Well... I mean let’s get to the baseline of what we know. I prefer to feed off you, even though I can get blood from my volunteer work but it’s still dangerous. You... I think you enjoy fucking me. I can offer you that much, I enjoy it, we both enjoy it from what I remember.” He paused a beat again knowing this was uncharted territory, “I’m not going to turn you down for that.” He didn’t think there was much else on offer between them. “You say you don’t know about this but I’m not much better since most of the short relationships I had were quite... unconventional. So... is the sex what you want?”