Yoko shivers and tried to get away. Something had him crying out in pain as the fangs punctured his skin. His blood was a taste one could aquire a liking for over time. This was due to the addictive properties of his blood. He shivers and cries out in fear as he is drank from. As much as he tried to struggle the man drinking his blood had him growing weaker and weaker. Yet he wouldn't die. No matter how much the man drank from him he would pass out. Never able to die but always able to regenerate his blood flow. It was a curse as much as it was a gift. He bucked his back in an arch and tried to jerk his neck away from the vampire drinking rom him. His eyes wide yet no longer in fear the anger was back. "OFF! OFF! OFF! GET OFF!" he cries out in anger and a voice that was trembling due fear about the way his body had physically reacted to the man's licking upon his neck. A tiny moan as his neck was sucked upon escaped his lips as well.