Hello manager, is good to be back in the Mostro Lounge, i must say, the dish last time was so good, i had to come again.
May i order a Golden Calamari Rings and for Desert a very tasteful Velvet Mousse? I would like a F!Mc who is a vampire, and in a scenario that is: We are in their room, sweetly enjoying our time, a little kiss here and there. Until, the F!mc trails down kisses down their neck and the vampiric instics kick in, what happens after you can decide hehe. In this scenario i would request Jamil, Leona, Lilia, Jade, Floyd Malleus, Azul and Idia. 🤭
Thank you kindly for your attention, dear manager.
Ah, welcome back, esteemed patron!
It is always a compliment when a guest returns for a second helping. It seems you have developed a taste for the richer, darker items on our menu.
You have requested Golden Calamari Rings with a side of Velvet Mousse. Your choice of ingredients: A Vampire Mistress losing control of her thirst against the necks of our most distinct gentlemen.
A vampire’s instinct is predatory, but so is love. When the kisses turn to hunger, how do the students of Night Raven College react? Do they flinch, or do they bare their own throats?
Here is your order. Served rare.
Serving: The Vampire’s Thirst
🦁 Leona Kingscholar
The Moment:
He was half-asleep, enjoying the lazy weight of you on top of him, his hand idly stroking your back. When your kisses moved to his pulse point, he purred, a low rumble in his chest.
But then he felt your body tense. He felt your breathing hitch, shifting from soft sighs to sharp, hungry gasps. He felt the graze of fangs against his skin.
The Reaction:
Leona doesn't flinch. He doesn't pull away. Instead, a lazy, arrogant smirk spreads across his face, eyes still closed.
He tilts his head back, exposing more of his throat to you. It’s a dare. It’s a display of absolute dominance—he is a lion, an apex predator, and he isn't afraid of a little bite.
"Hungry?" he rasps, his hand sliding up to grip the back of your neck, holding you there. "Go ahead. If you think you can handle royal blood without burning up... take a sip."
He trusts you not to drain him, but he enjoys the danger. He likes the feeling of being hunted by the one person he allows in his den.
🐙 Azul Ashengrotto
The Moment:
Azul was likely trying to talk about business or a new contract while you cuddled, enjoying the multitasking. When you buried your face in his neck, he stuttered, losing his train of thought.
Then he felt the sharp prick. The instinct. The shift in your aura from 'lover' to 'hunter.'
The Reaction:
He stiffens immediately. His calculating mind races—is this safe? Is this sanitary? How much blood volume can I lose before fainting?
"My dear," he breathes, his voice trembling slightly. "We... we did not negotiate this part of the evening."
But he doesn't push you away. His hands clutch your waist tightly, gripping the fabric of your clothes. He is terrified and thrilled in equal measure. He eventually sighs, turning his head to give you access.
"Just... be gentle. And remember, you owe me for this. I expect... considerable compensation later."
🍄 Jade Leech
The Moment:
Jade was already enjoying the closeness, likely murmuring something unsettlingly sweet. When your lips lingered on his pulse and your fangs descended, he stopped talking.
The air in the room changed instantly.
The Reaction:
Jade loves dangerous things. He loves mushrooms that can kill you and fish that fight back. A lover who wants to eat him? Perfect.
He chuckles—a dark, low sound. "Oh my. Are we skipping dinner and going straight to a midnight snack?"
He runs his gloved hand through your hair, guiding your mouth closer to the vein. His eyes narrow, glowing with predatory delight. He isn't submitting; he is participating.
"Please, help yourself. I am curious to know... what does a sea creature taste like to a creature of the night?"
🌊 Floyd Leech
The Moment:
Floyd was probably squirming or trying to tickle you just moments before. But when you pinned him down and focused entirely on his neck, he went still.
He felt the sharpness. The intent.
The Reaction:
"Ouch~ Shrimpy, that’s sharp," he whines, but his tone is ecstatic.
He wraps his long arms and legs around you like an eel trap, squeezing you tight against him. He loves the stimulation. The slight pain makes his brain light up.
"Bite me," he demands, his mood swinging instantly to intense arousal. "Come on, bite me hard. I wanna feel it. Make it sting~"
If you hesitate, he’ll whine and wiggle until you do it. He wears the mark later like a trophy, showing it off to Jade with a grin.
🐍 Jamil Viper
The Moment:
Jamil never fully lets his guard down, even in private. But with you, he was close. Relaxed.
When your instinct kicked in, his survival training screamed DANGER. His muscles coiled, ready to strike or defend.
The Reaction:
He grabs your shoulder instinctively, pushing you back an inch to look into your eyes. He sees the hunger there.
The struggle in his face is visible. He has spent his life protecting his neck (metaphorically and literally) for Kalim. To let someone engage in an act that makes him so vulnerable is the ultimate surrender of control.
Slowly, his grip on your shoulder softens. He exhales shakily. "You..." he whispers, resigning himself to you.
He lays back down, closing his eyes and tilting his chin up. "Fine. But if you leave a mark that Kalim asks about... I’m never forgiving you."
💀 Idia Shroud
The Moment:
Idia was probably hyperventilating just from the cuddling. When you moved to his neck and the "Vampire Mode" activated, he felt the change in temperature and intent.
SYSTEM ALERT! DANGER!
The Reaction:
"Eep?! Wait, wait, timeout! Is this a cutscene?!"
His hair flares pink, then blue, then a frantic mix of both. He tries to scramble away, but you have him pinned.
Then, his otaku brain kicks in. Wait. Vampire GF trope? Neck biting scene? This is S-tier content.
He stops struggling. He covers his face with his hands to hide his blush, peeking through his fingers. "Ugh... fine. Whatever. Just... don't drain my HP to zero, okay? I have a raid in ten minutes."
He secretly thinks it’s the coolest/hottest thing that has ever happened to him, but will only admit it in an anonymous forum post later.
🐉 Malleus Draconia
The Moment:
Malleus is durable. His skin is tougher than a human's. When you tried to bite him, you might have actually struggled to pierce the skin at first, which only frustrated your instincts more.
He felt your frustration and your hunger.
The Reaction:
"Careful," he rumbles, his voice vibrating through your chest. "You might break a tooth, Child of Night."
He uses a small bit of magic to soften his skin for you, an act of silent permission. He finds the act incredibly intimate. In nature, dragons allow very few creatures near their weak points.
"My blood burns with magic," he warns softly, his eyes glowing neon green in the dim light. "It will intoxicate you. Are you prepared for that?"
When you finally bite, he lets out a sharp exhale, his claws digging into the bedsheets. He holds you possessively, entranced by the fact that you dare to feed on a dragon.
🦇 Lilia Vanrouge
The Moment:
You cannot trick the master. Lilia knew you were hungry before you knew you were hungry. He felt your heartbeat change, heard your breathing shift.
When you pressed your fangs to his skin, he didn't even blink.
The Reaction:
Lilia laughs—a sound that is centuries old and full of amusement. He is basically the grandfather of bats; this is child's play to him.
"Oho? Is the little bat thirsty?" he teases, patting your head paternally before shifting to something more mischievous.
He pulls you closer, fearless. "Go on, then. But be warned—old blood is potent. It might be too strong for a fledgling like you."
He guides you through it, coaching you on where to bite to cause the least pain (or the most pleasure), treating it like a lesson he is delighted to teach.
A menu full of dangerous delights! Thank you for dining with us again.
Vampire council hears that there's a vampire/human relationship not only going on, but being rather indiscreet about biting necks in public, so they go to investigate.
Cut to them finding the couple in question in a park, teeth in neck, for all and sundry to see.
Cut to very embarrassed vampire sporting huge hickey on their neck from where their extremely bitey human partner has been chomping them, with said human partner completely unrepentant at their side.
Vampire council: ...
Vampire council: ...okay, but you still shouldn't be doing that in public.
I stopped biting his neck and pulled my face away, looking down at him.
His whimpers fleeted, his chest heaving under the cage of my pressed palms on the bed. He gazed at me, with longing and drowsiness.
His cheeks were glimmering deep orange under those red tape lights, his hair a sticky mess on the pillow.
“More.” He whimpered and cupped my cheeks with burning fingers, his waist arching under my pressed knees on the bed. “More …” he pleaded, “I want more … please,” and locked his arms around my neck, arching his throat, exposing the marks I had left there a few seconds ago.
Shivers ran down my spine, my body blazed and my breaths hitched.
My mind once again slipped into a misty daze. “Please …..” he cried, his body slithering on the bedsheet.
