And he shivers violently in excitement as the hot liquid fills his mouth, and when he swallows, his breath becomes faster and deeper. He can't even hold a moan of his own when he was able to feel Mephiles' pained sounds vibrating deep on his throat. He leans even farther, as if he was trying to steal away all the heat from his body, and make it his own.
His mind cannot discern any real thoughts, he's literally blind in pleasure, but that doesn't stop him from caressing Mephiles' almost tenderly way when the shadowed hedgehog began losing grip of him. In fact, he begins pushing him down, until he gets him in the floor, and without releasing him from his bite at all, he positions himself on top of him.
Suddenly he stops before he actually finishes him... and panting heavily by his mouth he stares at the other directly in his eyes without saying a word, with those parted lips, and unnatural crimson eyes, he smiles, wickedly, at him.