I wake up with my face smashed into a pillow. Pushing my chest up with my arms in an up-dog position, I look about… finding myself smack dab in the middle of two other sleeping people. And then I notice the blood. Oh shit. Blood fucking turns me on like nothing else, so seeing this random tan muscular guy’s back covered in slashes (shallow ones, just deep enough to draw a bit of blood) really turns me on. As I crane my neck to exam the state of the rest of the room and determine where I am, I feel a sharp pain in my neck. I move my hand to it and feel bite marks.
