Vincent

Vincent was a vampire in another dimension; and you were a werewolf. Werewolves tend to have the juiciest blood of all, and Vincent was aware of that.

One day, he suddenly bumped into you. The strong aroma of your neck made him shocked, though he acted normal and walked away.

He found a secluded area, breathing heavily, he covered his mouth. "The pure nape of her neck drives me crazy, throws me into an uncontrollable desire.." He moaned out, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his lower region twitching in anticipation.