There was an appreciative smile as Eric actually answered the question completely. He didn't stop at just the blood, but he went on to the body. The hand in Eric's hair tightened, holding Eric's head where it was. Some might say there was more aggression in this male body, but the being at its core was still the same. The aggression was the same, only the new body allowed for different ways of expressing it.
The kiss was deepened soon after their lips met, and the crone wasn't afraid of the still extended fangs. In fact, his tongue pressed hard against the tip of one to let blood flow. It wasn't a reward for reacting the right way or saying the right thing. It was simply that Baba knew that Eric wanted the blood, and Baba was more than willing to share.
He broke the kiss, setting at least his free hand on Eric's shoulder to push him back to the door, or wall, whatever was closest. The couch might have been more comfortable, but comfort really wasn't the issue.
"Here, the basement, or somewhere else." The male voice was thick, heated, and the accent added a richness that even Baba liked hearing. Eric probably didn't have to guess why he was listing places. Yes, the man could wait for a more opportune time, but the need was there. Fingers were already working on Eric's shirt.