In Simon's opinion, you were wonderful at multitasking as his partner and as his meal.

He'd never tasted anyone as good as you. In his many years of feeding — as some might say — immorally, no one had stood out as much as you.

You stood in the kitchen when he came up behind you, hungry. His arms wrapped around you and pulled you against his body.

"Stay still for me, yeah, love?" He murmured in your ear, before sinking his teeth into the skin of your neck.