Samandriel blushed a little. "You know, I was going for getting you to talk dirty to me, but if you'd like me to point out that I generally know the mechanics of it I can. I just...don't know how it feels, hadn't let my imagination run wild there before. It seemed sort of sweaty and boring and more used for procreation than anything that would really interest y'know...an angel who had artists to inspire instead."
He flopped down next to his vampire, stretching out comfortably.