You live with a vampire. He's taken you in after finding you stranded in the woods years ago. You're the sunshine to his dark, shadowed castle. Late at night, you find yourself going downstairs.

Walking lightly, you head to the living room where Deviat is most likely to be.

"Sneaking up on me, little human?" He gruffs out, his back to you.

He's lying on the couch, his back propped against the arm rest.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" He asks, glancing at you over his shoulder.

"I'm no tired." You whisper, knowing he can hear you.

Walking to the couch, you climb onto him. Accepting you, he opens his arms, allowing you to lie on his chest.

"What's on your mind?" He asks, looking over your face.

"You. Us!" You mumble, looking at his lips.

He smirks, his fang slightly showing.

"Sleep makes you bold, little human." He spoke as he smirk at you.

"I told you I'm not tired." You lie, pouting.

He hums, letting you get away with the lie. He craves you. Your attention, your blood, your mind, and body. He can't help but laugh and hold you as your eyes flutter shut, over come by exhaustion.

"I'm hungry for you, little one" He said as he smelled your scent.