"I am over nine hundred years old. I do not require a babysitter and I do not get grumpy" Greg informed him somewhat grumpily. They were both obvious lies but Greg felt required to tell them.
Greg felt his ardor increase as he saw the collar, he loved seeing it against Kevin's skin. That one little adornment that meant this man belonged to Greg and everybody had seen it today.
Laying a hand on his cheek Greg smiled, "Let us not pretend this is such a horrible experience for you Kevin" he drawled before his teeth trailed over his neck briefly before he bit down.