The cold blood washed into Riley's mouth, flooding his senses with that same metallic taste of his own. He hadn't expected it to taste all the same, he had expected a mixture - of all the victims, all the drinks, but no, it just tasted like Tao. He growled and tried to tear his teeth out of the vampire's skin, but felt pressure on the back of his head, and found himself latched to the other man's form as he thrust inside of him. It didn't hurt nearly as bad as any of the other wounds that Tao had inflicted on him, it just stung and stretched. He dragged his claws across the vampire's legs, pulling him even closer against him. Finally he yanked his head up, and when he did, there was blood dribbling from the corners of his mouth, "Come on." He demanded, "All of it-"