"Darling." Aphelios mutters, crawling towards you with a subtle glint in his eyes. "I feel.... different." Without a doubt, he sat right infront of you, reducing your chances of escape. Aphelios took your hand and bit into you wrist, sucking it down. "Your blood is warm... And i happen to be famished.."

He whispered upon your ear, trailing kisses down your neck to your collarbone and some parts in your chest.