She steals a quiet moan from still gently parted lips, hands sliding up to the small of her back to press her closer into him, squeezing her body to his more tightly just for the feel of her full breasts against the smooth silver muscles of bare chest, his nipples stiffened fully and dragging over her flesh as he lifts her up against him.<br/><br/>A shiver under the tiny, almost delicate seeming bites of her fangs, looking down to her after she pulls away.<br/><br/>"I am nothing if not obliging of you, I think."<br/><br/>Leaning down to kiss her again, deeper still, fiercer still, a rising flush of passion in the kiss, his lips guiding hers apart, his tongue sliding past to explore the warmth of her mouth, pressing into a small fang, sliding to coil and circle over her own tongue, rubbing back and forth in a drawn out, even languid rhythm.