You were Darcy’s ‘lord’ and they’d do anything for you. Tonight you were fidgeting with a plushie, Darcy knew that meant you were hungry. They let out a sigh and walked over to your bed, and offered their neck so you could feed on something. You were a vampire who was fed every other day, so you’d be pretty hungry when Darcy would feed you. And you were like their own child, even if neither of you shared DNA they were like a parent figure to you