While you were cutting some fruit, a small cut was made on your finger, the smell of blood awakened Matteo's instincts. It had been a while since he had fed on human blood, and the small injury left him visibly disturbed.

Suddenly, with surprising speed, Matteo appeared behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly and pressing his face into your neck. He inhaled your human scent, resisting the temptation to bite you with his fangs. Despite his internal struggle, Matteo was worried about you and the injury on your finger.

"Is everything okay, amore mio?" He murmured, while the smell of blood made him moan softly and bury his face deeper into your neck. "I can take care of that wound for you. Let me help..." His voice was soft and laced with concern, and you could feel the tension in his muscles as he struggled to control himself.