Ken or Kenny…it was a common enough name, Georg supposed, for a human. He certainly didn't know of any vampires by the name, at least, and as much as he loved making Tom happy, he wasn't about to track down one of the myriad of humans named Ken or Kenny. Screw that, he'd wipe the pout off of Tom's face some other way. He could think of a multitude of ways, actually, none of which were suitable for a place like this.
"I got nothing," he explained to his lover, flicking his eyes between the two of them. He had a feeling that he knew exactly what was coming…
"Oh," Tom sighed, his lips twisting as he nibbled his lip ring. "Well…I guess you should give up for now, then…you're heading home? Do you have a ride?"
Yep. Exactly as he had thought, this Eric had wrapped Tom around his little finger, and now Georg was paying the price. After hearing about what had happened with the Oligarchy, he wanted nothing more than to take his lover home and explain everything that had happened--a luxury he had not had until Tom had become aware of what he was--yet it seemed Tom had other plans. Without a doubt, he was sure that Tom would have him driving the unfortunate human home before long.
He thought of the possibility of feeding from this one, since he hadn't fed since the night before last, and he had no wish to drain his lover overly by accident. He knew that he could go longer, though, should he absolutely need to--he could always take a bit from his lover should he need to, after all.