[At some point, Kuro's going to have to explain what exactly he's feeding off when he drinks blood, but unfortunately the chance to explain always seems to be lost due to circumstances.

He takes his time licking up what blood is left from Heine's neck, watching as the wound closes with the tiniest hint of disappointment, and then a bit of his own guilt for feeling disappointed. Heine's excitement and arousal is still buzzing through him however, and would be for awhile yet. It's hard to have regrets or panic about what he just did when he's feeling so good.

His lips and fangs have a crimson tint to them when he raises his head, and there's something strangely... healthy looking about his complexion, at the moment. A little less pale, maybe, the blush on his face notwithstanding. The hand still on Heine's back slides around to his front, idly running down his chest and stomach over the fabric of his shirt.]

Mmmhm.

[His tongue darts out to swipe some leftover blood from his bottom lip, eyes focused on Heine and intent, curious.] Didn't exactly expect you to enjoy it that much... but I'm kind of in the same boat.

[You know, thanks to Heine being into being eaten by a vampire-- He shifts a bit more in Heine's lap meaningfully, settling more firmly in place.] Tell me what you want. My hand? My mouth?