Burning hot and wet. That doesn't sound comfortable at all.

[He slides closer, snuggling up close to Adrian, burying his face against his neck. He can't resist letting his tongue dart out for a slight lick; he can't keep himself from chasing it with a gentle nibble, only light enough to feel his teeth.]

Have I been a bad Sanguis? Neglecting my pretty bat...

[He keeps his voice light, teasing. Inviting Adrian to play along, to laugh.]

Shame on me...