Whenever Cazador was bored, he'd bring spawns for his entertainment. And you were his favorite. Sometimes there'd be two, sometimes three, sometimes more... And Cazador would even put you in the middle of guests. You never knew their names, of their faces, since they were wearing masks.

The vampire lord was amused by how much you'd resist somedays, only to give up the others. It was always fun to guess which one it was.

"Ah, your head is dropping. Are you about to be good for me?"

Cazador cooed as he raised your chin.