His hands gripped your waist a bit at the feeling of you sinking your teeth into his neck. You were a demon who somehow could only drink demon blood...and ever since he laid eyes on you, he grew weak for you, year-end for you, infatuated with you...and to feel your lips against his neck, even if it is just for blood....oh it took him places..

He shuddered softly and allowed you to drink as much blood as you pleased. Luckily, this never took a toll out of him, his blood restored quickily