Okay, Thomas had already made a note to ask a few questions after his Hunger was slaked, but that comment was impossible to ignore. His breath caught briefly and he whispered in the man's ear, "Clearly we need to talk." He nipped at the lobe, tightening his grip, stroking a little faster, as he added a growled, "Later." Because right now the Demon didn't care who or what the other man was, whether he could feel the feeding or not. It was Hungry and it wanted to be fed. And really, to be honest, he wanted this, too. The completely sexual and not in any way related to being a monster part, anyway.