There was that brief moment of acquiescence, the baring of his throat something that even a 'primitive' could understand. Then teeth were in his thigh and a hand was pressed over him and his head fell back, hips lifting up off the couch in response, body jerking with the sudden rush of pleasure he hadn't expected. "Jesus..."

His hand trailed along the spotted blue of Javik's neck, feeling the difference in texture between that and the red below. It was an noticeable change and he found his finger playing over a line between one and the other as he focused on the sting of Javik's teeth, his gums aching as his fangs begged to be released.