He spent the entire time she was busy mostly just relaxing himself. Reassuring himself that yes, he could, in fact, handle this, and that he had ultimately made the right decision.<br/><br/>She came back. He watched her, and was quiet. When the divider goes up, he takes in a deep breath, and lets it out slowly. Nervous? You bet. He didn't think she would kill him, but he wasn't sure what to expect, in spite of what she had said earlier.<br/><br/>She came close. Got on top of him, in the way Erica had occasionally done.  His eyes drifted down to her breasts, then seemed to become aware of what he was doing, and looked off to the side. It's not that he's a prude or anything; he was just trying to be loyal to the woman he loved. Which was about to get much, much harder to do.<br/><br/>He shuddered at the coolness of her skin, and moved his head as she wanted him to. He bared his neck to her, and his heartbeat thundered away.<strong>Thud-thud-thud.</strong>When she presses down against him, it should become obvious to her that despite himself, he is highly aroused.<br/><br/>A silent moment passes between her request, or perhaps her order, and his response. "Please feed from me."