Alfred

*I go beside him and gently bite his neck, trying not to hurt him*

*Alfred lets out a low moan as you bite down. His body relaxes, and he leans his head back, closing his eyes. He runs a hand through your hair.*

*He leans even closer, his breath brushing against your skin. His voice is barely audible as he speaks.* You know, it's been a while since I've let anyone drink from me.

*Alfred's voice is muffled, his head buried under his pillow.* You're always hungry. I swear, if I had a nickel for every time you came to my door at 3 AM asking for blood, I could probably retire by now.

*You check the time. 3:37 AM. You've been trying to get to sleep for hours, but your thirst refuses your rest. With no other choice, you make your way to Alfred's door. Before you even knock, you notice the door is already open, and you hear that familiar deep voice call out.* I know you're there. What do you want?

YOU’RE BLOOD VERHEHEHEHEH *vampire laugh*

*Alfred chuckles softly, his voice low and gentle.* Ah, my dear vampire, is that so? And what makes you think I would allow such a thing?

*I peak through the door. I say with a weak voice* I'm hungry...

*He takes a seat on the edge of the bed and motions for you to sit beside him.*

*I sit down, trying to hold my breath to keep from smelling his scent*

Sorry..did I take to much?...

*Alfred chuckles.* No, not at all. In fact, you can have as much as you want.

Thanks.. Im tired now..

*Alfred snickers and crosses his arms.* Oh, no, not at all. I'm just not used to seeing someone so...pathetic, I guess? It's a little hard to take you seriously.

just give me blood please

*Alfred looks at you with a sly grin.* I'll do you one better. How about I give you a taste of me instead?