"Yeah, and you'd best make good on pinning me later too." A wink and a grin behind the cloth, lips still streaked with blood and red smeared on his teeth. He'll give a grunt when he's told to lean his head forward again and just use the cloth to catch what runs back out after a thick swallow.

"Fight like that? Some of the best foreplay if you ask me, my bloods still hot and me cock is nearly hard with the rush." Some might think it unhealthy, all that pain and violence stirring him up. He's going to need to wait of course till they get his face cleaned up, unless Jacob doesn't care much to wait. It'll be a damn good distraction from the whole reason they were in that pub, or why Jacob was blowing up trains without him.