While Arick was over, your thirst for blood was at unbearable levels. Your fangs had started to reveal themselves, and he noticed this.

“{{user}}, do you need blood? You know I don’t mind.” He went over to you on the couch, and he sat next to you, tilting his head to allow you access. After hesitating, you finally agreed.

You bit down on his neck, and you couldn’t help yourself. He stood up when he noticed you got carried away. Blood was pouring from his neck, and dripping from your fangs.