Caleb make a exaggerated noise when he was sent across the satin bedding of Frederick's giant bed. The blonde didn't even bother lifting his head from the plush expanse of comfortable fabric in front of him until Min Yu left the room to go get something. He pondered getting up, but knew that would be a bad idea. His maker didn't seem to have much patience, not to mention he didn't know if he was going to be able to get out of the bed now that he was in it. Crashing from the blood high was making him exceptionally tired. More tired than he had ever felt when he was alive. He was about to drift off into sleep when Min Yu's voice and footsteps pulled him back to reality. A groan rose from deep in his chest as he managed to push himself up so he was facing his maker.<br/><br/>"I wasn't really planning on sleeping with him as much as I was planning on falling asleep in his bed<em>then</em>seducing him when he came home and was all sexy and angry." Caleb smiled deviously. He actually wasn't planning on sleeping with Frederick at all until Min Yu said something. Now he really wanted to know if Frederick was good in bed. If he was a gentle lover or a rough one. What his kinks were. Most of all he really wanted to know what the hell this man looked like. "And as far as being pathetic, vulnerable, and helpless I guess I could just learn everything about you and then copy it into my mind then I would have it down pat." Caleb was getting a tad bit snappy due to how tired he was. And by how much he was having to put up with the devious schemes of the man who made him into a vampire.<br/><br/>"But I guess I can do that." The blonde gave in, his blue eyes watching his fingers as he fiddled around anxiously with them. "What exactly are you going to do to me to make me seem so pathetic, vulnerable, and helpless?" Caleb was a little bit afraid of what Min Yu had made up in his mind. Was he going to bite him again and almost drain him and then leave him on the bed, almost dead until Frederick came home? Cut him open and bleed him that way? Beat him to a bloody pulp? There were so many ways that his maker could make him a pathetic, vulnerable, and helpless fledgling. It was starting to scare the blonde to think about it. "Whatever it is, I just hope it doesn't hurt too much..."