[ Her fingers entwine in his hair in an attempt to soothe his worries. She can tell he still frets to some degree over it. This is not an act one can turn a habit on quickly. He has spent years despising what he is. One night, and a few times of eating from her will cannot cause a turn about. Instead, she is more than willing to go at his pace and his preferred method of eating. It is, after all, his appetite and nature. ]

No, I don't mind at all. It is your nature... what sort of pair would I be for you if I couldn't handle discomfort such as this? [ Lantaa leans in and gently nudges his temple with her nose. ] You never frighten me, Aymeric. Even with your vampiric nature in control.

[ It would not be surprising if his past experience was coloring his perception. His was an attack, an assault on who and what he was to change him. The intention behind their exchange is entirely different and far more loving and, in a way, sensual. She presses one more nudge to his temple before placing a kiss to his cheek. ]