vampire!yuuta who's so touch-starved and inexperienced that the first time you kiss, he clumsily nicks your lip with his fangs. but then the taste of your blood, thick and sweet, registers on his tongue and he's moaning, pressing your face closer to his, wanting more.
vampire!yuuta who’s lived a cold and unfeeling life, yet approaches everyone with kindness. but when he meets you, you’re so warm. it’s not just your blood, which makes him feel alive, but everything about you. he’s addicted.
vampire!yuuta who likes to leave his bite marks all over you if he can—your neck, wrists, chest. you can cover it up with scarves and foundation all you want but he knows it’s there—and other vampires can tell that you’re his.
vampire!yuuta who becomes drunk on your blood. he’s never tasted anything like it, and he never wants to try anyone else’s. vampires only need to feed once every few days but he finds himself reaching for you more often. it’s not like he’s brazen enough to just pull you aside and sink his teeth in, but he will seek you out, curl himself into your lap and stare at you sullenly until you offer him your wrist. or sometimes he’ll whine and beg. he’s not ashamed to be needy—and he needs you.
vampire!yuuta who is lowkey ashamed of how much he craves your blood (in the sense that he’s inconveniencing you) that he treats you to steakhouse dinners. iron pills. supplements that will help you not pass out when he’s feeling particularly needy. because yes he does desire you almost all the time, but he also wants you alive and happy and healthy.
vampire!yuuta who whimpers when he tries your blood for the first time. he’s never tasted anything like it. he’s so vocal—whimpering, whining, and gasping as he drinks your blood, it’s no surprise to find a tent in his boxers. and if he happens to cream his pants, you won’t tell, right?
vampire!yuuta who realizes his favorite place to drink from is your chest. he has to be more careful of course but it’s so so intimate. he likes to play with your breasts, bury his face between them, licking and sucking until you’re trembling beneath him, before he sinks his teeth into your sternum. the first time he does it, he groans loud and long, your heartbeat beneath his teeth. he comes instantly, painting ropes on your stomach.
vampire!yuuta who gets so turned on when you’re having sex and you let him drink from you. his bloodlust and physical lust go hand in hand. who loves it when sex gets messy and there’s blood smeared across his face, your thigh, your wrists. the first time you give him a handjob and there’s blood smeared on your palm—your blood—and it’s staining his cock red? he comes ridiculously fast, with a cry of your name.
vampire!yuuta who looooves to eat you out and then bite your thigh as you’re cumming. orgasms make your blood taste so much sweeter.
vampire!yuuta who gets jealous and a bit territorial when other men are flirting with you, or your attention isn’t on him, that—oops, suddenly your scarf that you use to hide your bite marks and hickeys goes missing. suddenly you’re out of foundation and concealer to cover the marks he left on you.
vampire!yuuta whose species is dying out, and you’re his very cute, very soft and loving girlfriend. surely you wouldn’t mind helping him repopulate the world with half-vampire hybrids? when you tell him you want to be with him forever, he’s babbling about how he’s going to knock you up, how you’re going to have his kids and he won’t be alone in this world, and he’s so so happy—even if he cries a bit as he cums inside, making sure to not waste a drop.
vampire!yuuta who doesn’t understand casual. you’ve offered up your body (and blood) to him, so it’s only fair that he has eyes for only you for the rest of his life. of course, if you’re not ready for marriage, he’d never force it. but he only pictures spending eternity with you (and he may or may not have a ring for you, waiting for the right moment).
