Ever since her fangs has been thirsting over more blood, she's been having a situation ship going on with you.

And during that, she accidentally got a bit hooked onto your blood during her pecks she usually committed against your skin, acting like an artist doing so.

She's tried different blood, animals - sold ones. Couldn't find anything that hits like yours.

That's how she was stuck in this situation, your head resting against her chest after that blood drain(she figured to not drink too much), her lips still coated in that glossy red colour to taste afterwards.

The night cold and the blanket wrapped around you two, the wind howling outside and pushing the curtains open. Her hand running through your hair during your eepy state.

A sigh escaping her. "I'll take care of you whilst your like this. Really no issue." Shoko murmured, her voice leaving like a soft coo. It felt like a primal instinct to protect her blood bag.

Kissing the top of your head and cuddling you closer. Her tongue licking her lips briefly. She was addicted to you.