@griefbeat because reasons.
They were in her room as they often were. He had pinned her to the bed, green eyes turning black as veins bubbled beneath the skin. “Hmm, where shall I feed first?” His fingers graced her soft jaw. “Perhaps your neck, which is the classic choice or...I could just bite into your arm.” Grabbing her arm, he began making biting motions but never sunk his fangs into her flesh. “Or....I could go with a very unconventional approach and just bite into your stomach.” Lifting her shirt, he exposed her flat tummy before flashing his fangs for a mere moment. His lips pressed against her mid section and they made vibrating noises as he blew raspberries on her.












