[Rem]

Eric's eyes widened as Mikey cooed and giggled like a freshman girl drunk on strawberry wine coolers; this was a side he wasn't used to seeing. And he liiiked it. His eyes narrowed as the boy slid around, pulled his hand closer to somewhere more than he was expecting -- lids sliding down, he could have growled as a sudden urge to press and squeeze hit him, to grab the other and pull him closer, make more of those moans happen. But before he could do anything Mikey jolted and jerked away. Aw! His grin melted into a warmer smile and he slid his arm around the youth, pulling him closer but only for a rather chaste kiss on his forehead. It was too early for those sort of shenanigans anyway; and besides, he had the uncomfortable feeling he'd be taking advantage of a situation he shouldn't. Damn his sudden chilvary; he'd have to watch that in the future.

But he couldn't help but press a little advantage more, brushing his cool lips down the Asian's temple and cheekbones, tracing the delicate bones of his face and jaw before settling at his neck, and ever so slightly nipping the skin, a sudden, slight tug at his flesh with sharp eyeteeth. And then he pulled away completely, attention drawn to a waiter who walked by and flagged him down.

"Yes sir?"

"Some food please," he smiled at the guy, a rather cute blonde. "I think mmm...a steak, medium rare, with...let's say a Coke...and...I'll just have a bottle of your best."

"A, A negative, B, B negative, O--?"

"Surprise me," he said with a casual wave, and turned his attention back as the waiter nodded and left with his order. He stretched, arching his back, and ran a hand through his hair, mussing it just a bit. "So...I take it you've never been in a vampire bar?" he grinned at Mikey; the understatement of the century. "Or probably any bar, eh? We're already up past your bedtime," he made a show of looking at his watch. "You might miss your Saturday morning cartoons, sorry about that." He ruffled the others' hair. "But I'll try to get you back in bed before you turn into a pumpkin."

It was like he was compelled to be sweet, seductive and an asshole all within a fifteen minute span; he just could not help himself. But he really was going to make sure Mikey had an enjoyable time. Just what sort, he didn't know yet, but it could be interesting...his tongue slid over his bottom lip as his grin curled wickedly. It could be really interesting...and there he was back at those bad, bad thoughts again.