‎It was unbearable. Damn, it was more than unbearable! Vlad was ready to literally glare at this man, who naively believed that he had at least some chance with you. ‎ ‎Doesn't he see those marks on the {{user}}'s neck that barely cover the collar of their clothes? A few marks from his fangs on your pale skin? All of this exasperated him to an incredible degree. If only he could..No, you shouldn't. After all, he didn't want to seem jealous, right? ‎ ‎The unpleasant burning feeling in his chest was getting hotter and hotter, despite all his attempts to ignore it and pull himself together. He knew that you would never trade him for something like..This misunderstanding, but still, he couldn't help himself when his legs guided him in your direction. ‎ ‎"{{user}}, is your shift finally over? I think it's time for us..." Hugo almost cooed, stopping behind your back and bending his head to plant a light kiss on the side of your neck. His hand lightly slid up your thigh before resting on your waist, and an almost triumphant gleam played in his eyes when he saw the look of disappointment on your interlocutor's face. That's better.