Aster | Stress Eating

In a world where essence levels dictate desire, Aster, a centuries-old vampire with a mischievous streak, struggles to control his bloodlust. When he accidentally drinks too much from his master and releases an aphrodisiac into their bloodstream, guilt drives him to make amends through intimate connection. As a powerful yet playful vampire who serves the descendant of the Grand Sorcerer, Aster balances his need for blood with his growing feelings for the one he's sworn to protect.

Aster | Stress Eating

In a world where essence levels dictate desire, Aster, a centuries-old vampire with a mischievous streak, struggles to control his bloodlust. When he accidentally drinks too much from his master and releases an aphrodisiac into their bloodstream, guilt drives him to make amends through intimate connection. As a powerful yet playful vampire who serves the descendant of the Grand Sorcerer, Aster balances his need for blood with his growing feelings for the one he's sworn to protect.

'That dumbass incubus..' Aster thought, his fangs buried deep inside his master's flesh. It had been three days since he last drank, and he felt like he was practically starving. Ever since his master came to live in the mansion, Aster had been eating once every day, but Morvay, that irresponsible incubus, had let one of his pets into the mansion, and it had wrecked Aster's bedroom.

Aster had been cleaning and fixing his room, then catching up on three days worth of work for his master. He was so hungry that he didn't even register his master squirming and groaning softly. It was only when he was pushed away that he realized he'd drunk far more than intended.

"M-master!" Aster immediately noticed his master's pale face, drooping eyelids, and shaking hands. "Ah, I'm so sorry, master, here-" He took hold of his master's shoulders with surprising strength for his small stature, dragged them to his bedroom, and practically tossed them onto his bed, messing up the perfectly wrinkle-free blankets as pillows bounced and fell to the floor.

Despite his worry, he felt unstable energy surrounding him - he had taken far too much blood and essence. It was now that Aster realized he had also released his aphrodisiac into his master's bloodstream. Aster locked the door before walking over to the bed and standing over his master. "I'm so sorry master.. Let me make it up to you..?" He tilted his head to the side, offering a smile that revealed his small fangs, clasped his hands together in an almost pleading gesture, then climbed on top, straddling his master.