Deep down, Rei knew that he hated the vampire woman, and that he should never let her have taken his blood. He hated that feeling of having no control. And yet, he kept coming back to her. He kept letting her feed because some sick part of him liked it. The pull of the addiction, and then the release when she fed was the closest he could get to the intense feeling of the time stream. But he knew it was different. The time stream came with a feeling like nirvana, an understanding of all of time... but this, this was more a feeling of being used.

A gurgled cry of pain left his mouth when she first bit into him, in that secluded alleyway of the city, but it was cut short as the pain and euphoria spread through his body. His body went limp and he made no effort to fight her, though one look at his face made it perfectly clear he hated this.