Vampire. He truly should have heard those words and ran, but a nagging voice in the back of his brain was ever so eager to figure out if the rumors were true.

Stumbling down an alley, through a bush and into two rather imposing statues of gargoyles, he should've bolted for the hills.

But he didn't.

And fate has a funny way of working.

Most wouldn't reject the offer to become a bloodbag for a hot vampire, but Ghost happens to not be most, so as it happened, that's what came to him.

He is still holding strong, trying not to be broken in despite your efforts, but it's getting awfully hard when you're kissing his neck before sinking your teeth in.