This wasn't going exactly as planned. The shifting and stirring was nothing more than an annoyance but, as the vampire sunk his teeth in a little more firmly in order to draw blood, the other man woke up which meant he had to be a little quicker. His intent wasn't to kill. He wasn't looking to drain the other male. He just needed enough to keep him from starving.
He gripped onto the other man and sucked on the wound he'd made, drawing the blood into his mouth and gulping down a mouthful... before the taste hit him. The vampire reeled back as if struck immediately trying to spit out whatever blood was left in his mouth. The other man's blood tasted like bile. Was this normal? Did all humans taste like that? Could that be the reason his Master had forbade him from drinking human blood? Had it simply been for his benefit? Somehow that didn't seem right.
"You... what's wrong with you?" He managed to get out before his stomach churned, cramping in intense pain.