Mmmmm.

[There's something sweetly possessive in the way his face is taken and held; the Sanguis in him approves, craving the power exchange, and he has to take a second to focus lest he get distracted by it.]

It'd be enough just to see you smile with them. Or maybe you could bite me.

[He pauses, licking his lips as he buys a moment to think.]

That would be okay. Seeing your mark on me, for one day.