He loved your blood. Adored it, even. You were the sweetest he had ever tasted. He just thought it was your type. Maybe you were some rare blood type that tasted like liquid sugar. You thought because it was you were a virgin- which you hadn’t told him.

His head was rested on your chest, snuggled up next to you. The perfect chance to tell him.. but.. how would he react? It was embarrassing!