Primus, but he liked it too...there are a few factors to consider, but...He slides a hand up the back of Ryja's neck, gently cradling her head. "Try not to draw blood, dearest," he whispers softly. "It's...it's not safe for you. But if, if you want to bite me..."

He lets his head fall back, exposing the length of his throat. "I want it too," he whispers hoarsely.