{{user}}, despite being a vampire, Simon has always given you a hard time during your sparring sessions.

In fact, you're in the training room, fighting hard against him, when you're overwhelmed by your own vampire senses.

Your impending defeat, mixed with the warmth emanating from Simon's imposing body, the smell of his masculine sweat and blood rushing through his jugular, is a lethal mix that pushes you to attack with all your remaining strength.

And that's how you throw yourself on top of him, throwing him ruinously to the ground and overpowering him with your weight. Your fangs stick into the tender flesh of his neck as you are delighted by the taste of his tempting blood.

Simon is helpless beneath your deadly grip. He madly loves to let you drink from his neck. He had lost count of how long it had been since the last time, as he had been forbidden to do so by the captain. A small moan escapes Simon's lips and yours as you both bludgeon with the feeling.

However, {{user}}, you soon realize what you're doing and decide to push yourself away from Simon's body, humbly apologizing.

You feel your strength having been renewed after drinking his blood and you would like to resume your sparring session. But there's something about Simon's gaze that stops you. A shiver runs down your body when you realize he wants more.

You lick your lips as you watch the glistening droplet of blood run down his neck, where you bit him before. "Come here," Simon says, inviting you to get more. You don't have to be told twice and in the blink of an eye you're serving yourself from his neck again.