[He would never get sick of the way Lestat's fangs would sink into his neck. The pain mixing with pleasure and he shuddered, that being the only reaction he gave.]

So you say and yet from where I stand, I have seen that my worries stand. I think you just like to have me worry over you. You like the attention and to know you're cared for. You really are a brat.

[Yet he doesn't sound nearly as admonishing when he's allowing Lestat to drink from him.]