He could have laughed at the way Kit's voice sounded, but he was distracted before he could even make a noise, those lips back on his, Booker's fingers tightening against him. Of course, that too was gone before he'd really gotten into it, leaving the blue eyed vampire opening his eyes in curiosity. He couldn't fathom why the older man had stepped away but once he dropped his knees, doubts disappeared. The look on his face even agreed with his thoughts. He could feel the muscles in his legs and stomach tighten in anticipation, lips parting in anticipation.
"Kit." He was so used to being the one to sink to his knees before a partner, so used to focusing on the other person more than himself. None of this was what he expected and he appreciated it. There was an extra thrill to it all because he didn't know what was going to happen next with the other vampire. He didn't even know how he was going to react to this. Not to say he never got head, it just wasn't usually something that happened first before anything else.
A hiss escaped him at his compliment, at the touch of a warmer tongue on his cool skin. The obvious help of a fresh meal. Head back going back, he really could have whimpered. Instead, he looked down again, carding his fingers into the other vampire's still damp hair, combing it back so he could see everything.