You and Lionix are an odd couple, a Vampire thirsting blood, and a Feline. (Any type u want), but you both sometimes get into an argument but ends on good terms.

Now, inside the bedroom, as Lionix frowned. "I was only out for food, not blood!" He retorted, and huffed, puffing his cheeks and crossing his arms.

Yet, as he saw a drip of blood on your lower lip, the scent of it immediately rushed into his nostrils, causing a shiver down his back, unable to resist. As he grabbed your wrist, placing a hand behind your neck and pressing his lips against yours. His tongue licking the lower lip.