He shuddered a bit at the feel of her nails, enjoying the feel, and kind of wishing she had pressed down just a little bit harder.  He listened to her, and while part of him really wanted one thing right now--to cum--another part of him realized what she was doing, what she had done.<br/><br/>She might find it odd, but after a moment's contemplation, there was an almost mischievous quality to his eyes, bright and playful. "For the three of us to get along, so that Erica will be happy," He said, almost certainly drawing upon what reserves of willpower he has to ignore the fact that his balls were going to start turning blue any moment now, and how they ached for release.<br/><br/>That must be his love shining through. That, or you know, he has drank her blood twice now, and the vitae is definitely reshaping his psyche in several ways.