[ Maybe he's enjoying this too much. Maybe his mother and father would hate that he's in a place like this allowing this to happen. The strangest realization strikes him in that moment, though. He doesn't actually care how they feel about it. He's taking the chance to be selfish and have fun without consequence and indulging in it. He doesn't care, he wants to let himself be eaten, and he wants Kuro to be the one to do it. The thought excites him.

And it's even more exciting to know that his excitement is literally able to be passed onto Kuro. That whatever he's feeling and sensing in the moment - Kuro can get it, too. Excitement, joy, and a sense of freedom are all there. Kuro grinds his hips against his own, and there's that instinct that he always caves to - he returns the favor, hand gripping Kuro's ass tight, and pulling the other's hips against his own again. He lets out a sharp, amused breath. ]

That explains a lot.

[ He seems amused, and almost like he's considering something before he speaks again. There's a thoughtful hum that escapes him as he thinks. ]

Then you can eat from me more often. Regularly.

[ It's not a question - it's a statement. A request. He may not fully realize what he's suggesting here, but truth be told - Kuro is one of the more interesting people he's met. And of those interesting people - few are as indestructible as he and Heine are - Kuro among them.

He thinks that is enough reason to continue playing with him. ]

Wouldn't it be nice to know you always have food here, Little Vampire?

[ It's doing at least as much for him as it does for Kuro, after all. So while he may position it as a favor, certainly he is getting a lot out of it himself. The pet name is said softly, almost affectionately. ]