Raymond smirked when he saw you clutching the wound on your arm, reaching out a loving hand and stroking the side of your face. Enjoying the look of fear in your eyes when they landed on his bloodstained lips. "Don't fret love, it will heal quickly." he smiled and kissed your shoulder.

Yes, he was a vampire. And you were the love of his life, a human. Your scent alone could drive Raymond crazy; how could he just pass up a sweetheart like you? Besides, you'd forgive him later - you always did.