>You are Anon.
>After a long hard day of working overtime you finally make it to your bedroom ready to hit the hay.
>Stripping off your sweaty shirt and carhartt pants you observe that the covers are once again clumped together onto one side of the bed in a pile.
>Grabbing the duvet covers you give it a gentle pull spreading the covers evenly over the bed.
>A snoring batpony rolls from inside the cluttered mass of blankets and you gently tuck her back in as you climb into bed yourself.
>As you adjust your pillow and lay back you feel Lullaby sluggishly crawl underneath the covers and tuck her head underneath your arm.
>You don’t mind the close contact as she feels very warm and comfortable against your tired flesh as you slowly drift off to sleep.
>Sometime during the early hours of the morning you half awaken to the soft feeling of warm hot breath on your neck followed by a piercing pressure as Lullaby slowly, penetrates her fangs into your neck.
>You let out a low, guttural groan as the sharp fangs finish sinking into your arteries and you feel the blood begin to flow forth from the two tunnels now dug into your neck.
>As Lullaby releases her fangs from your insides she wraps her warm, soft lips around the wound and begins to slowly lap up the blood.
>The colour begins to drain from your face as you feel the blood pressure begin to drop and your heart begins to beat in slower rhythm as your muscles relax and weaken.
>With your strength weakening you lift an arm up to Lullaby’s head and cradle her into your neck as you nurse her off your life force.
>Lips wrapped around your neck she begins to make soft mewing sounds like a newborn kitten as you rub your hand gently behind her tufted ears.
>A shiver runs up her spine as you slowly drag your remaining hand down the velvety soft fur of her back downwards to her plump flank bottom. 
>Softly she lets out a muffled moan from against your neck as you begin rhythmically kneading her flank in a massage, feeling the warmth of her body in your hand.
>Hot spouts of air blast against your neck from her nose as she pants, burying her muzzle deeper into you as her warm, wet tongue dances around the open wounds licking up any remaining blood and healing with its saliva.
>With a loud pop Lullaby releases her mouth from your neck as you relax having no more blood taken from your body.
>She cuddles up against your cold body with her warmth as you begin stroke her fuzzy swollen belly engorged with your blood.
>Tracing your fingers downwards you feel the hard lumps of her nipples sticking out from her fur as you begin to slowly rub them until falling into a dreamless sleep.