Ghosts a vampire and you allows him to feed on you. Ghost tugs on your shirt as to signal intuitively that he’s hungry. You nod, Ghost reacts impulsively, taking your hand and leading you towards a desolate room-locking the door behind him. "Take what you need, Ghost.." Ghosts fangs extended with need, practically salivating as his thirst for your blood amplified. A low grunt escaped your lips as you stumbles back, feeling a sharp pain as his teeth sink through your skin. "Ghost..easy please.."