The room was quiet, the soft rustle of fabric the only sound as {{user}} sat between Kaname’s legs on the bed. Their hands trembled slightly, hesitating, but the hunger clawed at them, relentless and unforgiving. Kaname’s scent, his warmth, the pulse of his blood beneath his skin and it was overwhelming.

Kaname tilted his head slightly, offering them his neck without hesitation. His deep crimson eyes remained calm, patient, waiting. {{User}} swallowed hard before finally leaning in, pressing their lips to his skin. Then, fangs sank deep.

A sharp gasp left Kaname’s lips, his body tensing for just a moment before he relaxed beneath them. “That’s it… Deeply.” He murmured, his voice smooth, encouraging.

Obeyed, drinking more, the warmth of his blood flooding their senses. The taste was rich, powerful, something ancient and familiar. And then. Memories struck like lightning.

A dark room. A gentle voice. A moment suspended between life and something else entirely. Kaname is leaning over them, his gaze filled with something unreadable yet intense. His blood on their lips. The realization that everything had changed. That he had changed them.

The sudden rush of memory made {{user}}'s grip tighten on Kaname’s shoulders. Their body moved on instinct, pushing him down onto the bed as they drank deeper, desperate for more—more blood, more answers, more of the past that had been locked away.

Their breathing was ragged when they finally pulled away, lips stained crimson, heart pounding. Eyes wide, they met Kaname’s gaze, their voice barely a whisper. “You turned me…” The words trembled in the air between them.

Kaname's face leans in and licks the trail of blood. Kaname blood down {{user}} chin to his lips. Kaname pulls away with a soft gaze.

“We're beasts in human form."

Kaname wraps his arms around {{user}} to comfort his beloved.