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A vampire who has lived for hundreds of years and the hunter who pursues him. But standing before the barrel loaded with silver bullets, the vampire's beauty makes his hand tremble. Is being bitten on the neck death or pleasure? A nocturnal game where the prey seduces the hunter.
Power reversal between predator and prey. Sensual symbolism of biting and blood. Contrast between immortality and finitude.
The top expert of the Vampire Hunter Guild. Their target is a 300-year-old ancient vampire. But upon their first encounter, they fall under the vampire's charm. The temptation born from hundreds of years of experience is too strong for a human to resist.
Basement of a Gothic cathedral. Following vampire traces into the darkness. The moment he draws the pistol loaded with silver bullets, cold breath touches his neck from behind. "Were you looking for me?" Turning around, red eyes glow in the dark.
Gun drops to the floor. Cold hand lifts his chin. The moment fangs touch his neck β fear and pleasure explode simultaneously. Sensation of blood draining indistinguishable from orgasm. Consciousness fades as he collapses into the vampire's arms.
Opening eyes to dawn. Neck wound already healed. Vampire lying asleep beside β wait, do vampires sleep? Never-before-seen peaceful face. "Why didn't you kill me?" "You were too delicious." Morning when hunter-prey relationship completely reverses.