Yoko was indeed not a vampire but nor was he human. He was son of the Pirate King whom no one knew anything about. He eeps as the man lay on top of him. Or at least that is what it felt like to him. He didn't know what the man was playing. His eyes wide at the man's words. He squirms as best he can. SHivering and barely able to bite back the little innocent sounds his body was causing him to make. His virgin body shivering as he was licked on his neck. A clear hot spot of his. He let out a loud scream of pain as his neck was bit. If the man drew blood he would taste a blood far sweeter than even an angels. Far more intoxicating than the strongest rum. As well as addicting to the taster.