The vampire gave a dark smile at Russell's reply. "You have no idea of the things I could do to you, my love..."
"I'm not saying no," Carrick replied quietly. "Besides, I love it when you bite me." He closed his eyes as Russell kissed him. "And we Spartans have always been very into ritual."
He weighed his words for a moment before speaking. Russell had grown up a free Supernatural - not merely that, he had grown up royalty. Would he understand Carrick's hesitancy?
"I became Supernatural because I proved myself worthy," he said quietly. "If I hadn't been chosen by the Krypteia, I would have lived and died a slave. I've never wanted to be owned again."