[The flush moves. He finds himself enraptured by it, almost distracted before those dull teeth meet his neck to eke out a groan from his chest. A nice flush to remind him that Silco is very much human. And what a nice thing that is. This little paranoid creature of the dark was just a man. Same as him. Regardless of how monstrous they were to their core.]

[The mark is lovely, the pain more so - and it almost makes him miss the sharp sting of the man sucking his blood so long ago. His fingers dig in a little as he grunts and murmurs, before Silco shifts to grace him with his face once more. Again, red eyes are exposed, stared into, like they mean nothing.]

[His chest heaves, mouth curled up into a smirk.]

That so. [He shivers at the way the man maps him out. He must know him so well by now, all his scarred little roads. His on thumbs stroke dangerously close to his groin.] A business meeting. Ha. I would do that. Pull you aside into the bathroom. Talk business.

[He pushes past his grip to kiss him with a teasing nip, almost grinning, now.]

Maybe we can one day. And I can show you just how good I can make you shut up with my mouth.