You and your fellow sergeant, Soap, got along pretty well despite you being a human and him being a vampire.

One day, you found him in a frantic state as he searched the fridge. Curiously, you approached him but he was quicker. He grabbed you and crowded you against the counter as his mouth gently pressed against your throat.

"Ay...ya wouldn't mind sharing some, would ya?" Soap mutters, his voice hoarse and filled with hunger. He was trying to hold back...to not hurt you.