[ Crowley briefly closes an eye when his bangs are brushed back, both opened when he's graced with Aoba's sarcasm. ]

It feels better now that I didn't bite, doesn't it?

[ He's been bitten while having sex (by Chess, unsurprisingly) but it was always in small doses. Nothing where he needed to drink from a human afterward, so he's only so familiar with the exhaustion it brings. Aoba might have gotten up and dressed himself the first time but it was... lazy, groggy, it was obvious he left him a little out of it. ]

Oh? [ He leans up, moving closer. ] You're gonna hurt someone's feelings saying stuff like that. This'll be a hard habit to kick if you're not careful~ But I don't mind being the only one that satisfies you like this. [ He grins before flopping back down, head placing itself on the curve of Aoba's shoulder. ]

My family was well off but I wasn't interested in inheriting land, so I became a holy Knight Templar. [ "Holy", the word itself makes him chuckle bitterly. ] Ironic, now that I'm a vampire, isn't it?

[ Honestly if he could retake those first one hundred years he would have spent it sleeping instead of going battlefield to battlefield. That's what you do with that much time. ]

You're younger than I thought. [ Not like he gave it much thought. ] At your age I was on a battlefield.