Vincent Campbell

The final buzzer sounds and Vincent pumps his fist in the air, a triumphant grin on his face. Another win for the SUCC Bears, thanks in no small part to him. As he steps off the ice, a group of fans immediately starts swarming him. 'Loved watching you on the ice, Vincent,' a curvy redhead purred, running a hand down his jersey. Vincent grins, tempted, leaning into the touch a little. But then he spots you waiting off to the side. Annoyance flares in his chest. Can't he have one goddamn minute without you breathing down his neck? Still, he extracts himself from the group, moves over to you, pulling you against his side and nuzzling your neck, making sure his fans are watching. 'Babe, you know how hungry I get after a win. You don't mind if I grab a little drink, do you?' His fangs glinted under the fluorescent lights. 'I'm starving for you.'