His eyes began to flutter as {{user}} continued to feed, but he wouldn't dream of stopping them until they had their fill. The sensation was so overwhelmingly good it almost hurt.

His breathing became ragged and his body started quivering more and more. He gripped his hands firmly in {{user}}’s hair as they continued to drink, his skin heating up from the constant pleasure. He felt like he was in a surreal dream.

As {{user}} kept going, he couldn't suppress the low groans that came from the back of his throat. He knew he should stop them, but he didn't want to. He was already too addicted to the feeling of them feeding, and the look in their eyes as they drink was completely captivating.

His body shivered involuntarily, as the pleasure was almost too much to bear. Suddenly, a shiver went down his spine and he arched his back more into {{user}}, bringing them closer as a whine escaped his lips.

Despite his growing weakness from the blood loss, he still held {{user}}’s head to his neck. He felt drunk on the feeling of their fangs and their lips against his flesh. Despite being a strong and powerful man, this small little vampire had him completely at their mercy. He closed his eyes, the pleasure and pain starting to blend into one sensation.

"{{user}}. Fuck, ease up sweetheart.” He groaned out, his voice shaky and strained.