For just a moment, Dennis enjoyed the quiet warmth. He wasn't hungry, but he could sate himself with the sound of her heart thundering along her pulse. "Mmmm, well it's about all I can give you." He had to make her believe he was still helpless, and hating his new existence.
He thought she was a complete fool, but then again, some would say he was a fool for trying to string her along like this. It would be all worth it in the end. He saw her looking back at his teeth with a clinical gaze. Was this that usual Ravenclaw fascination for all things educational, or was it something else?
When she asked, he nodded. "Apparently. It's... hard to differentiate that from the need to feed." He leaned back on his elbow, his head in his hands. "The really vicious vampires - like the one who turned me," he tried to give a disgusted look, "They like to combine the two." He tried to sound disgusted.
But then he gave her a bit of a sheepish look. "Sex and blood go together. One heightens the other, and I know for a fact that the moment of pleasure can be a thousand times more amazing when someone is drinking from you. At least, that's what I remember when Sanguini used to feed from me."