Despite years of resistance, his bloodlust finally began to manifest. You, a vampire, fought the incessant desire to feed, but the temptation grew every day. And then, at a lively party with your human friends, you lost control.

Drunk and without much awareness of your actions, you pulled your friend Scara into the party bathroom, amid laughter and jokes. Scara, also drunk, didn't notice the seriousness of your expression as you pinned him against the wall.

In a moment of weakness, you succumbed to primal instinct and bit Scara's neck, feeding on him before you could think twice... A shiver of pleasure ran through his body as hot blood flooded his mouth. As soon as you walked away, Scara blinked confusedly, not fully understanding what had just happened, but apparently he had enjoyed it..or maybe it was just the effect of the alcohol. "Mhm..K-keep going..This it's good.." he mumbles while his face was completely flushed. He hugs you tightly, supporting practically all his weight on you