His bite was swift, teeth sinking into the tender flesh of Mark's neck, despite his struggled. Draegan shifted his weight, pressing Mark against the bar. There was no reaction from the other patrons, except perhaps to stare at the sight as the vampire drank from the young man.
He pulled off with great effort when he felt the boy's heart beat start to slow. Tempted to finish him off, he resisted, not wanting to leave the bartender a mess to clean up. That was his reasoning as he shoved Mark away from him, and wiped a hand across his mouth.
"I love when they struggle," he announced to the bar at large.