He could sense the ghouls hunger and rage as Dante rattled on the chains, Adrian watching him in mild amusement. "Charming" he chuckled at his insult or statement. Either way, he'd heard this term more than enough in his life that he'd grown used to it.
He raised an eyebrow at the ghouls comment that his blood could kill him, but Adrian doubted it. He was curious and was more than willing to take this little risk. "We'll see about that." He teased further as he took his little finger, his long sharp nail slicing the skin of his throat open as a short thin red line of blood formed on Dante's throat. Adrian bowed further down from behind into the crook of the ghouls neck, taking in the scent of fresh blood. Indeed, it smelled a little different. It seemed as if it had more depth to it but Adrian couldn't tell further till he'd tried it.
He let his tongue glide over the small wound on Dante's neck, collecting the small pearls of blood on his tongue to taste as well as closing the cut again. Adrian's eyes widened a little as the taste of the ghouls' blood spread on his tongue. It seemed to fill up all his senses, the depth of the bitter sweet blood pulling him down with him. Taking a step back, he let his head roll a bit as he grew more accustomed to this strange new, almost addictive taste.
"Fuck…" he muttered after a little gasp, his hands still resting on Dante's shoulders as his nails began to dig slightly into his shoulders.
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