Byron smirked at her comment. Neither of the moments in which his shirts became destroyed had any lips wrapped around him but that had not made them any less amusing. Sex would always be far pleasing to him when he could take over the hard shelled outside and internal struggles of the partner and have them release their beasts. Rough, hard and bloody could be very tempting moments for those souls trying so hard to grasp to strange ideals of humanity.
A sharp laugh, low and amused, escaped Byron's lips. "Oh I did," he quickly commented to fucking the Scot. "Though we might have been able to show him what two vampires going at it should really be." Byron winked at his childer. "You know, I rather enjoy watching your delicate skin split open under my tools."
His breathing slowed for a moment as her hand grazed him, his body reacting easily to her touch. Byron closed the space between them, his hand overtaking hers and pressing her fingers in-between her legs. "Oh, I have been trying to train him and he is getting there, I think having the family together would be more than pleasing." He whispered, leaning down until his lips lightly grazed hers.
"And I would not lie to you about missing your presence, love." He pressed his finger harder against hers, moving it slowly back and forth. "To know there is a cunning creature not locked up with useless emotions such as myself by my side and to play with the toys around us."