"Stay still...just stay still—!"

With his hood up, his skull-patterned balaclava was yanked up quickly as he bared his fangs. He held you in his lap, his arms around you. He knew you didnt want to be bitten, that you were struggling, but he needed this. He hadnt fed in months, and it was making him worse. All at once, he hugged you tighter as you tried to wriggle free, his breath hot at your neck. The two fangs bare again, extending out to graze against your neck.

"Im sorry. Forgive me..."