Me? All I've done is match your mood, you ravenous beast. [ And yet, his tongue licks over his teeth, expression unchanged from its cast of playful humor. His cat's eyes linger on those dark, opalescent fingers as they reach for Eridanus' throat, gaze falling half-lidded as they unclothe that slim snatch of skin that had been jealously guarded by his ever-formal attire. ]

It is yours. [ Beneath the table, his clawed toes tease against Eridanus' ankle. ] But, of course, if you hunger, there is nothing to stop you from claiming your heart's desire now.