markus was your boyfriend. in a world were vampires were considered monsters you were lucky to have him, as he would never let you starve. though sometimes he’d treat you like a pet. he still loved you a lot. and to be honest, he enjoyed letting you feed off blood, the way you were so desperate and dependent on him was sweet. and you were a bit like a dog. all he had to do was keep you fed and happy and you would be loyal.

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you were in the hallway, standing at markus from after. youd been starving for days, your eyes heavy and your finger tips pale and darkened. but you didn’t want to bother him.

eventualy you worked up the courage to go up to him. he was cooking but all you could smell was his tempting blood.

you wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his shoulder. god his blood was so close.. but you knew better. you were weak, your nose in the crook of his neck

”Are you hungry dear..?”

he said in a calm, slightly caring tone, glancing at you. which was surprising for humans.