He stops drinking and puts his chin on Steve's shoulder, "You can come when you want to, Steven," He says, going back to the soft teasing touches, "You're finally acting like a good boy," He chuckles a little, licking the pearls of blood off the man's shoulder.

His erection was obvious under the leather kilt, now with Steven in his lap, "Surprised you haven't already; perhaps it's the amount of blood I've taken," He smiles, pressing a kiss to Steven's neck. "Do you like people seeing someone handle you the way I can?"