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He wasn’t going to leave the guy alone. A good man would. But Alexei had never been a good man, had he?
“Feed from me. I like the idea of giving you something you need, kotyonok. Let me be of use to you. Please.”
He should always be here, Alexei thought dreamily, listening to the strangely erotic sounds of Jay’s greedy gulping. In my arms.
Jay loved the outdoors? Alexei would live in a forest cave with him, if he asked. Jay wanted to be around people? Alexei could handle that, if it was for Jay. He’d let Jay do all the talking, all the inadvertent charming, and it wouldn’t be so bad. Jay wanted a messy house? They’d make blanket forts, have a million pets, destroy their kitchen with culinary experiments. Alexei could be enough. He could try. He would try.
“I can’t breathe without wanting you, kitten.”
“My perfect vampire,” he crooned. “My perfect kitten. My perfect mate.”
“Jay’s love language is words of affirmation.” Jay nodded solemnly. “And also all the other ones.”
“I’d like to maybe draw later. Oh! Oh!” Jay tugged at Alexei’s shirt. “I could draw you naked. I haven’t done that yet. It’ll be just like that scene in Titanic where Jack sketches Rose but without all the tragedy afterward.” Jesus. Titanic. Which was now on the forbidden list of movies, ever since it had made Jay cry for what felt like hours afterward. If Alexei could murder a movie, he’d murder that one.
