That music and too that nearly intoxicating dance those old lovers so indulged with in slowly came to a halt, that slender frame once again nestled in the vampire's arms at that final step to that choreographed Tango he so adored. That laughed on her lips prompted a warm simper upon Sebastian's own, his shoulders rose in a small shrug and though he didn't wholly released his grasp upon her, the man hardly kept her from so moving away from him if she so chose to do so. "I doubt I'll ever change." He responded, his words perhaps as lighthearted as her own and yet, there was no denying that the vampire remained particularly...attuned to that slender physique before him. That use of his affinity so habitually came with his own feeding ritual that his body nearly craved the blood that ran through her veins if not for that simple routine of his life. A singular eyebrow rose ever so slightly at the woman's actions, moving those brunette locks to reveal the slender flesh of her neck. Sebastian hardly anticipated that his evening would end feasting upon the blood of the very woman he'd first taken an interest in within this very city. Still, he certainly wasn't the kind of man to reject such willingly given blood.

That attached condition momentarily saw the vampire pause and yet, there was perhaps little reason not to agree to her deal. Though he had few travels to speak of since they'd last met, a fact she was unaware of, he had yet to ever actually inform anyone beyond his own staff of that fae he'd taken such an interest within. He was hardly ashamed of Dorian in the slightest, merely, the man had relatively few 'friends' of any sort. "All right." He agreed, that hand nestled upon her hip pulled her ever so slightly back into his embrace, his other free hand settled on the back of Nadya's neck before the vampire leaned into her, his lips gingerly placing a soft, delicate series of kisses towards the bottom of her throat, so searching for that vein and the best spot to pierce it. In a rare glimpse of consideration, Sebastian picked a place further back and lower than he usually did, his lips finally parting to let those top two sharpened canines pierce the girl's flesh, the warmth of her blood filling his mouth but moments later as that particularly euphoric venom surely filled the young woman's system in response.

For several moments the vampire was wholly silent, simply enjoying Nadya's blood as that warm substance slid down his throat, every drop a morsel on it's own. He'd forgotten what she tasted like and yet, the vampire stopped before Nadya might have felt any effects of that blood loss. He pulled away from her, his tongue moving over those two small symmetrical marks, encouraging that blood to coagulate and cease it's once continual flow. There was a soft sound of satisfaction from the vampire's lips as he leaned back, running his tongue across his lips to catch any stray drop of blood. "I'm afraid, love, you're going to be sorely disappointed." He admitted with a nearly mischievous hint to those now bright blue eyes. "In truth, I left but once to visit Austria for two weeks. Though I think you would have loved it. Next week I'm returning to England though, and then on to Italy and back here." Back here for one singular individual. It was Dorian alone that kept him here where he would have all but fled the town otherwise. Some faces were becoming far too familiar and yet, for the fae, it was surely worth it. Sebastian could hardly help that small simper that settled upon his features at the simple thought of the King before his gaze fluttered back towards the girl in front of him. "I've met someone." He stated at last, that very reason for his lingering was surely cliche and yet, it was the truth all the same. "What of you?"