Heavens, his education was limited. Joseph chuckled softly, brushing his fingers along the curve of Rhys' jaw. "It is our instinct," he reminded the younger Kindred. "Our greatest desire. I'd say we enjoy it as much as the Kine, but that's a gross understatement. It's the height of intimacy for two Kindred to drink from each other."
Catching Rhys' chin gently, Joseph tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck. Leaning closer, he redirected at the last minute to kiss the younger man. He groaned when he tasted the traces of blood in Rhys' mouth. So strong and sweet. Joseph trailed hot kisses along his jaw, then down to his throat. A few teasing licks and nips followed, then he bit down. He didn't take much, it was for pleasure, not feeding. The richness that came with being closer to their progenitor was unmistakable. That made it harder to restrain himself, but Joseph was used to dealing with his own powerful Beast and the Hunger. Still, he drew it out as much as he could, taking a few tiny sips. Licking closed the tiny wounds, he lifted his head to look at Rhys