The surprise made Vicious smile momentarily before continuing that kiss. There was nothing romantic or gentle about his approach; this was a thing of hunger and need rather than true affection, though it was perhaps as close to that emotion as the pale man ever came.

But leaning like this was awkward, despite the feeling of control it offered him, and necking on the couch like teenagers wasn't particularly on his agenda for the night. He pulled away finally, and took a few steps away from the couch, reaching up to loosen the knot on his tie as he did so, keeping his eyes on Gren the whole time.