It was almost too much to bear. Feeling the joy of The Kiss, given to him by both at the same time. His movements became erratic, sloppy, he even managed to slide out of her and just grind against that patch of skin right above her pussy. He felt like falling over, rolling up into a little ball of pure, undiluted happiness. His eyes were even all glassed up now, high off of the bite, off of the drugs his own body produced in response to it, of his love's blood.<br/><br/>He's only vaguely aware of the sensation of falling, landing somewhere on the ground. Through the haze of lust and pleasure, he didn't feel a thing, except for Cassidy mounting him. His hands moved, grasping at the older vampires ass, squeezing. Meanwhile, shudders of happiness course through his body, groans of ecstacy escape his lips. Had he died and gone to heaven? It kind of felt like that.