[ It must be her vampire nature to be so drawn to the sound of his plea-- it sends a shudder down her spine, hungry. Finding his mouth again, she presses a series of soft kisses between words. ]

Then--- tell me what you would like.

[ A nip to his bottom lip, drawing a small drop of blood which she shamelessly pulls upon. She wants more but forces herself to behave.

For the moment. ]

I want to know what Fox likes and desires.