[The press of her fang into his lip sends a shiver down his spine, grinning a bit at just how quickly Mindfang went for it and letting her taste the resulting draw, wondering if blood was maybe a kink for Trolls in general. They did seem to have quite a fascination for what color everyone's was, after all.

He groans a little into her mouth as she slides her knee up and grins again at her cool fingers on his skin under the shirt. He captures her lower lip between his, worrying at it and biting down, not afraid to be a little rough, and coasts his hand from her side instead up into her hair, seeking the base of one of her horns.

Let's see where Troll erogenous zones are, shall we?]