Sadako sighed at the bite, reaching her arms backward to twine around his neck. "Mmm. Perhaps he will one day." She still had her eyes closed, and was smiling a little to herself. "I think it has to do with his self-loathing, really. I don't think he thinks anyone truly loves him, save possibly his sisters and myself." When his hands came to squeeze her breasts she gasped lightly, rocking her hips. "And I only feared for my life while I was being strangled. I was busy after that. It takes time projecting hatred into a tangible thing."