This, this was what Kit both expected and needed in this moment. He felt the blade slice open his skin, his eyes briefly darting to it as it began to bleed, yet he could already feel the wound begin to sew itself shut. With his free hand, he scooped up a little of the blood onto his fingertips before bringing it up to Byron's face, where he brushed them over the other vampire's lip with a smirk.
"Good," he muttered, leaning in and flicking his tongue across Byron's lower lip before withdrawing. "Give it a try." The hand around Byron's wrist contracted, tightening enough to allow Kit to turn him so that his back was against the shower wall. Then, with a force that was unexpected given his exhausted state, Kit pushed the other vampire up against the cubicle wall and nuzzled into his neck, brushing his lips across the skin in a kiss before biting down hard with his fangs.