Connor was quite still as she nuzzled him, working at keeping himself under control. Strange, the tables seemed to have turned now. Apart from her trembling, Elizabeth seemed in control, but himself...He swallowed as she pressed her leaps to his the beat of his heart in his throat, her cool lips almost an assurance against his warm skin. 

When she didn't bite, he let himself relax, despite the fact that she extended her fangs, and stared at his neck, and he watched her step back, and then kiss his cheek. She just seemed to be shocking him left right and centre. He swallowed again as she whispered his name in return. 

He noticed the slight tremble in her voice, could feel her shaking, and he knew it was from her thirst. He cleared his throat when she asked what it was. He licked his lips, and shifted slightly, "I...what...what are you doing?"