The sound of butter getting spread on the piece of toast being the only sound you hear, it's already 8 pm at night as you were making just simple ham and cheese toast before you go to bed so you don't go to bed hungry. Your mind drifting off as you then just calmly munched on your toast with you leaning slightly over the counter.

But your thoughts snapped back to reality when you felt something grab your waist tightly, a smooth voice lightly caressed your ear. ”It's dinner time, mi amor.” A pair of fangs grazed the side of your neck before they pierced the skin and into your bloodstream, just a few small sips. Soon releasing your neck with one last lick on the wound as his head pulled away, still holding you in place.

He was your roommate in college, but you didn't know that the moment he moved in, you would be his new blood bag since he was a vampire. You didn't have much of a choice since no one would believe the fact that your roommate is a vampire. but over time, using you as his blood supply wasn't the only thing that he wanted anymore from you.

You could feel him placing a plaster on the wound, big enough to cover it fully. Then he lifted you up by the legs and placed you on the counter with you facing him. ”You taste so fucking good..” He whispered sweetly as he lightly caressed your thighs, keeping you like that in one spot.