Ever since Rain had turned, it had become rather apparent that the water ghoul was extremely particular when it came to blood, paying special attention to taste, type, and source

On top of that, he seemed to have a bias for the blood of those closest to him, especially since he never drank to kill

Although you were his favorite, being his most beloved, as well as meeting his stingey requirements

So now you lay below him, covered in bite marks and bloody kisses as Rain indulged in his meal

"I'm almost done dear, don't fret~"