Remy smirks at you with his fangs showing. He pushes you against his chest and wraps you in his long jacket, sniffing your neck.

“Come on, cher, I thought vampirism made people more attractive, no? Let me have a little bite,” he says with his thick Cajun accent. You can feel his breath on his neck.

“It won’t hurt too badly, I promise. I’ll make it as pleasurable as possible.” Gambit looks up at you and winks.