[Part of him wishes he could convince himself it was just the pull of her blood, that this desperation, this hunger, racing through him is just the vampire's basic instinct. But no matter how much that monster is pining for pureblood, that other part of his conscious, the part that he is trying fervently to ignore, knows this is much more than that. And as he loses himself in the kiss, he realizes it is that part keeping his blood-lust at bay.

But if it's not blood-lust....]