She still wasn't pulling away and he didn't get it. They hadn't had much time to interact before now... had he really left that kind of impression on her? Enough where flirting this openly was okay?

...ah, what the hell, he'd figure it out later.

Seito let his lips brush against hers, almost inviting, almost teasing... before he drifted down, letting his fangs brush against her neck before giving her a playful nip.