[Chris earns that return and some. Erik was not wholly prepared for him to go right for the prize, so the strangled noise of pleasure that's wrung out of him is embarrassingly candid.]

A-ah, ha ha. [He plays it off with a laugh.]

If I partake of you before then I will feel warm to your touch. If that is something desirable for you?

[Some do not care for how, well, cadaverous his skin feels. Not exactly a pleasant thought, that.]