[If one exuberantly charming resident vampire was afraid of being bitten over something like proximal closeness— well, he wouldn't be here to begin with. And that goes twice over for every scolding, too, even if he is doing his damndest to turn it into a crowish game of keep-away.
no subject
(Although that sigh from Leto's end....
....hm.)]
Oh, not long. Not long at all, my darling—
[A tepid beat, and then:]
Only until you reach one hundred.