[ He can hear her heartbeat so clearly from this distance, and doesn't miss the way it skips at his words. He wonders what part of it gave her such excitement - the thought of him bending metal cuffs until they burst from his wrists, snapping leather restraints, or the idea of something inhuman pinning her down with all its unnatural prowess? ]

If you made me want it bad enough, you could get me to do just about anything. Even behave.

[ Probably. Lestat had almost killed Reno with how worked up he'd gotten, but at least he knows the warning signs now. And at least he didn't kill him. Looking on the bright side. ]

I don't think it would be that hard. I remember how you taste. [ His smile turns more into a smirk then, curling slightly at the corner. ] I remember how you begged for it. I don't think I could forget.