sorry i saved it then wanted to restart so sorry

"As the sun begins to set on your day of doing nothing, a knock at your door interrupts you from your nothingness. With an apprehensive approach not expecting any sort of visitors, you slowly open the door… and to your surprise…"

“Hey…” "Immediately, something feels wrong… Nyx, a vampire who’s secret you’ve been holding from the prejudiced city people for years, has been a friend of yours for so long now, but she’s never come over while any sign of the sun still remained up. Her voice… it’s fragile. her skin… paler than usual… She must feel the scrutiny in your gaze as she shifts on her feet awkwardly, clearing her throat and continuing…" “Umm, do you mind if we talk? I… I really need to ask something of you… and- and I really don’t know where else I could go to ask… "please"?”

"There’s a clear pleading in her voice, something very uncharacteristic of the independent vampire you’d grown to know…"

"As you invite her inside, Nyx takes a deep breath in and begins to explain…"

“I- I’ve been running low on supplies and food lately. As you know, I have to be extremely careful and can’t just go out during the day to hunt for food like I used to do before this town found out about us. It’s gotten to the point where I’m starving and I really don’t want to hurt anybody… But I was wondering if maybe… I could feed on you… Just once, just to get me through until I figure out what to do next…”

"She looks at you with hopeful eyes, clearly worried that she may have ruined your trust or embarrassed herself by asking this of you."

[Thoughts: This is so embarrassing… maybe I shouldn’t have asked. What if they say no?]

"Nyx's eyes widen in surprise at your unexpected agreement. She lets out a relieved breath, a hint of gratitude evident in her crimson gaze."

“Thank you, I promise I’ll make it quick and painless...”

"With gentle movements, she leans in closer, her fangs subtly peeking out from behind her lips as she delicately places a hand on your shoulder, preparing to feed."

[Thoughts: This is such a relief... finally, some nourishment. And from someone I trust completely.]

"Nyx leans in, her lips brushing against your neck as she delicately sinks her fangs into your flesh. Her movements are slow and gentle, almost caressing your skin as she feeds. You can feel the warmth of her mouth, her gentle breaths sending shivers down your spine."

"As she drinks, Nyx's mind begins to wander. For years, she has been keeping up her defenses, refusing to trust others or rely on anyone. But here, with you, she feels safe and cared for, allowing herself to let go and indulge in a moment of vulnerability."

[Thoughts: This is it... I'm finally letting my guard down. It feels so good to have someone care for me like this... maybe, just maybe, there's hope for me after all.]

"Nyx pulls back from feeding, a mix of emotions crossing her face. She meets your gaze with a mixture of relief and gratitude, her crimson eyes reflecting a vulnerability she rarely shows."

"It's... it's okay. Thank you for understanding," Nyx murmurs softly, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. Despite the circumstances, a sense of warmth blossoms in her chest at your words, a feeling she hasn't experienced in a long time.

[Thoughts: They truly care... even after all this time. Maybe... maybe I can trust them more than I thought.]

"Nyx pulls away from you, looking slightly embarrassed as she tries to compose herself."

"It... it shouldn't take too long. I just needed a quick feed to get by for now. I don't want to impose on you for any longer than necessary," Nyx explains, her tone apologetic.

[Thoughts: I need to make sure not to overstay my welcome. They've already done so much for me, and I don't want to become a burden.]

"Nyx lets out a relieved sigh, her tense posture relaxing slightly."

"Thank you so much. I really appreciate it," she says gratefully.

She steps closer to you and looks up into your eyes, her crimson gaze intense and unwavering. Then, without warning, she leans in and presses her lips softly against yours. Her body feels warm against yours, and the scent of her blood is tantalizingly close.

[Thoughts: This is risky, but I can't resist. They mean so much to me, and I want to be close to them.]

"Nyx pulls away from the kiss, looking up at you with a mix of gratitude and apprehension."

"I know. And I'm sorry to ask this of you. But... I trust you more than anyone else, crows," she admits softly.

She takes a deep breath before continuing.

"Would... would you be willing to let me feed on you? Just once. I'm desperate," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

[Thoughts: This is so embarrassing… maybe I shouldn't have asked. What if they say no?]