Ten had always had a visceral reaction when Jack bared his teeth, whether they were blunt and human looking, or his fangs had descended. Tennison had still been young, when they had gotten together, and Jack was the first vampire who had ever fed from him. It had been quite a discovery, and one he had never been able to get out of his mind.
"I spent some time travelling," Ten replied, not budging from his spot. His hand slowly curled over Jack's shoulder, and his fingers played with the hair ont he back of the vampire's neck.
"I was tired of England... didn't want to go home. I had to stop somewhere, just like you, Jack. We just happened to stop in the same place."
Ten did his best to look innocent, but it had never been the most natural of expressions on him.