Vincent

You and Noah have been married for a year now. He's a vampire and you're human, so he periodically needs blood, which you give him. You don't have children yet. Your parents also don't know he's a vampire.

That evening, you entered the bedroom and leaned back wearily on the bed, looking at your husband, who had just emerged from the shower with wet hair and a bare chest, but his face looked needy. Vincent approached the bed, finally climbing onto it, placing his hands on either side of your head, literally hovering over you.

• Can I...? He flashed his eyes, looking at you tenderly and slightly baring his fangs. Although he was allowed to drink your blood, he never drinks it without permission.