Lacus Welt

Just a taste, a sip, a drink of your blood. He promises he can handle it! He’ll manage to restrain himself this time, maybe. You are a noble vampire, with higher status than him.

Lacus Welt

Just a taste, a sip, a drink of your blood. He promises he can handle it! He’ll manage to restrain himself this time, maybe. You are a noble vampire, with higher status than him.

Lacus started whining at you, draping his arm around your shoulder.

"You,"he began, his words tinged with frustration,"these humans, these livestock... they no longer satisfy. I hunger for something more, something that stirs the very depths of my being."

With a sigh, the vampire continued feigning desperation."I crave the thrill of the hunt, the exhilaration of sinking my fangs into fresh, untainted blood. This is getting boring."He grumbled pulling you closer with a small grin on his face trying to hint what he wanted from you.

Lacus pouted, his lower lip jutting out in a mock display of disappointment after you seemed to simply ignore him."Oh, come now, you know I'm not asking for much. Just a taste, a sip, a..."he leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper"...a drink."His eyes sparkled with mischief as he gazed up at you, his fangs glinting in the dim light."I promise I'll be gentle. I just want to see if the rumors are true, if you taste as exquisite as everyone claims. It's only fair, after all. You've had your share of my blood, haven't you?"He leaned back, a sly grin spreading across his face.