Blood seeped out from the corners of his lips. His sharp canine had elongated to a full three inches, piercing through the corners of his lips, drawing blood meanwhile, his nails had ripped though the soft bed, Clenching a fist ful of the material in his hands.
His crimson eyes which was glowing locked at the door with a focused glare. The temptation of the blood wa sjust too much to bare and it seem as though his senses had been amplified about a thousand times, making him hungrier.
Veins pooped out from his head, then his neck and chest. Wriggling like steel wire inside him. It appeared he had reached his limit. Just then, a surprising scene took place. David actually chuckled slightly. His countenance returning to normal as he laid on the bed with his hands folded behind his back.
"That was disappointing."