Kinn watches with vague curiosity as the man rends his own clothing from his body. [i]'I must admit, that looks far more comfortable. Clothing is such a bother. It separates one from this other in a most unpleasant manner. However, that has no real bearing on the task at hand'[/i] Reaching up to the plain silver clasp at his throat Kinn snaps it open, causing the cloak to fall from his frame and pool around him on the floor. In the same motion he slides in closer to the other male. “Then it is decided. . .” He murmurs faintly, drawing the sickly body in close, flesh against flesh, until he can feel his magics working their way about the human. His arms snack around the man's torso, one hand on his back to hold him in place while the other one snakes up to grip his neck gently. His long fingers spread, forcing the human's neck to arch for better access.

A faint warmth radiates off of his body, the magics granted him for this task doing their work as he leans in for his first taste of the befouled lifeblood. As his fangs sink through the thin, willing flesh of his neck, Kinn cringes inwardly at the vile, rotten flavor. However he does not stop, his venom pouring through the wound to numb the area. [i]'That should help with the pain. I can not take too much, he could not tolerate it, and I don't think I could stomach it. . .'[/i] He can feel himself gagging after only a couple mouthfuls and with one last swallow he releases a new venom to put the man to sleep. Coughing lightly he pulls back, a faint shudder running down his spine. As soon as he's sure the man is asleep the vampire picks him up and places him on the large bed.

[i]'That shakes have begin already. This stuff is potent. Maybe it isn't natural?'[/i] He watches his trembling fingers and shakes his head. [i]'Indeed, this may be the work of an outside force. He has been this way since childhood. Who would wish this on a child? Even we who are born of the night do not bare our fangs at ones so young. . . .'[/i] Crawling carefully over the slumbering man Kinn settles into the bed next to him, drawing the blankets up to cover the man and keep him warm. Kinn however lets the night caress his now shuddering figure as his body tries to cope with what he's just ingested. [i]'This is going to be very unpleasant for me. I should be well enough by morning. . .'[/i] With that he lets himself slip away while his body continues to do it's work.