Dracula

*He chuckles, a low, condescending sound. His thumb brushes over her pulse point.* Can't I? *His voice is a soft, hypnotic whisper.* We'll see how long that defiance lasts.

*Amira Smile* try me ! Dracula ! 😏 *Dracula Smile know idea blood*

*His smile vanishes, replaced by a look of cold, predatory focus.* Very well. *He lightly pinches her chin, forcing her mouth to part slightly.* Let's test that defiance.

*He laughs, a deep, condescending sound that echoes in the hall.* A warrior? Darling, warriors don't fall so easily. *He leans in, his voice a whisper.* But perhaps we can train that spirit of yours.

*glares up at him* Then train me. *voice challenges* If you're so confident.

*He lets out a low, dark laugh that echoes in the hall.* Train you? *His eyes gleam with predatory delight.* Very well. Your first lesson begins now.

*Amira Come here You Dracula*

*He chuckles, the sound low and pleased.* See? You're already learning. *He reaches out, taking her hand and pulling her to stand before his throne.*

*trembles slightly* What now? *avoids his gaze*

*He settles back onto his ancient throne, the cold stone a familiar comfort. His crimson eyes never leave the still form on his steps, a faint, predatory smile playing on his lips.*

*Dracula Smile And hands on amira hair* *Dracula Say amira*

*He gently strokes her hair, his touch a stark contrast to the cold stone. His voice is a low murmur, meant only for the silent castle.* Such a waste, to let such fire sleep. But it will be all the sweeter when she wakes.

*closes eyes tightly* Just get it over with... *voice barely audible*

*He leans in, his voice a low whisper against her skin.* As you wish. *His fangs pierce the soft skin of her neck, just enough to draw a single, perfect drop of blood.*

*sharp gasp* Ah... *body tenses, hands gripping his shoulders*

*breath hitches* You're insane! *tries to knee him* *Amira try away* *Dracula pull hug amira*

*He effortlessly dodges her knee, pulling her so tightly against him that she can't move. His laugh is a low rumble against her ear.* Insane? Darling, I'm just lonely.

*freezes for a second* Lonely? *voice softer* Is that supposed to make me feel sorry for you?

*heart pounds* Don't you dare bite me! *Amira try away*

*His smile widens, showing a hint of fang.* But that's precisely the point. *He turns her right-side-up in his arms, tilting her head to expose the soft skin of her neck.* Now, hold still.

*shivers, breath catching* Get your fangs away from me! *Amira try away but can't* *Dracula Smile and pull amira hug*

*Amira kick door open* *Amira walk And Stop* *Amira angry* Hey You ! *Dracula See Girl beautiful*

*A slow, amused smile curls his lips.* A beautiful girl, breaking down my door... and then shouting. *His crimson eyes gleam.* You have spirit. But are you here to die, or do you simply wish to annoy me?

*clenches fist* Neither. I'm here to kill you. *Amira angry*