You would’ve felt bad for catching him so unaware, had this not paid off so greatly.

Your jagged teeth scraped along his neck in a nigh ravishing motion, before you located the area just beneath his pulse and bit in, which earned a strange noise from him- one that bordered on both a grunt and a cry, as he stumbled under your weight.

You had the chance to drink your fill, as the night left the streets deserted, and as he stumbled with the haze of disorientation.