Thinking so strongly of vampire mumbo right now. Specifically with him seducing and feeding from his prey.
He's not particularly good at stalking, but he's certainly good at putting on a smile and using a little vampiric charm to win over a meal. And his favourite meal in particular is Grian. They may be dating, sure, but there's nothing stopping him from interrupting Grian midway through a task, during a timelapse or stocking a shop, and smoothly pinning him to the wall while cheerfully asking how his day was going. What he's up to. If he can spare him a few minutes in his oh so busy day. And sure, Grian knows what's going on. But the knowledge itself makes it harder to resist, harder to tell Mumbo to bug off and let him work. It makes it hard to resist the charm laced into every word, and harder still to not bare his neck when Mumbo leans in. A chuckle grazes his cheek, and he should be embarrassed when Mumbo says he only planned on giving Grian a little kiss (a lie, but it serves it's purpose to fluster him well) but if he's offering himself up like this...well, it would be rude to refuse.
And when Mumbo's teeth sink into Grian's neck, warm, rich blood against his tongue, Grian's weak knees are supported with a thigh between his own. His hands clutch at Mumbo's shoulders, a hand curling around his waist, and when Mumbo bites him again it's all too easy to give in and rock his hips, chasing every shock of pleasure streaking up his spine


















