Frankly, Klaus could care less about her keeping quiet even if they were in a real world, instead of a computer-generated simulation. The moan she feeds him along with his own blood is far too gorgeous to pass up on, her legs wrapped around him, tight enough that they might have bruised a human. He's not long behind her, not with the build-up to this, their feeds like foreplay, and not with the speed of their mating. It's even more difficult to refrain from biting her when he comes, but he does anyway, nothing but a flash of gold in his eyes to show for it.

He's panting against her skin, and then he's kissing her again, hands now able to leave her hips, fingers twisting through her hair as possessively as he's been holding her since she first kissed him with bloody lips.