Ryah bit down on the vampire's lower lip, hard enough for it to hurt. He was getting sick and tired of the silver-haired asshole's commentary. His kiss, brutal and rough, took and took, stealing breath and words away. "You never<i>shut up</i>, do you?" He growled out, his voice low and dark.<br/><br/>The brunet stiffened at the feel of teeth against his neck, his pulse jumping in his throat, heart beat spiking wildly. "Bite me and I slide my knife between your ribs." Part of Ryah dared, just<i>dared</i>the vampire to do it, so he could carry out his threat.<br/><br/>He took a moment, blue eyes blown with desire, to grab the tube of slick lube and quickly coated a finger. "Think it's time I fuck<i>your</i>ass," he said evenly. He reached down between the vampire's legs, found what he was looking for and ran his finger over the hole, teasing for a second before sliding inside. It was strange and tight and hot. It wasn't what he'd expected.