The Devil (Didn’t Make Me Do It)

I’ve been making some playlists. Even a bit of Re8 or of my. Dm, if ya’ll wanna collab. ONLY FOR RE8 fans

I took these sexy ass Bela screenshots. God, she’s my WOMAN!!!!!

Taken by me

A late night the village were two lovers, a maiden and Dimitrescu daughter, Daniela Dimitrescu, you were outside with her, in the meadow where the moonlight shines upon a beautiful scenery. Daniela held hands with you, dragging you along further away from the castle. “Daniela… are you sure you can be away from the castle like this?” You asked. “Yes, sunshine, I can.” She replied.

“Good. I need a break from this wretched castle…” you said, sighing in exhaustion. Daniel tilts her head, softly playing her gloved hand on your shoulder. “What is the matter?” She asked, caressing your shoulder with her thumb moving in a up and down motion. “I… it’s just… sometimes your sisters are a pest…. I’m sorry…” You said, trying not to cry. You didn’t want to ruin the good moments with your wife. Daniela hugs you tightly and kisses your head. You smiled, your head laying against her chest, hearing her heart beat thumping softly.

She grabs your head so you are facing her. The ginger softly presses her lips against your yours. You moaned in her mouth, kissing her. You both parted away eventually. “Now sunshine, we shall take this night… somewhere else..” Daniela said, caressing your neck, grinning evilly.

One night, you were cleaning around the kitchen to finish the one last task you have for tonight. You sighed sharply, wiping the sweat off your brow. Then you heard footsteps, largely ones. Your eyes widen as you started to pick up the pace of cleaning the dishes. You’ve been working here for about 4 weeks. Still fairly new.

“Oh dear… oh dear…” You whispered fearfully. In seconds you heard a woman’s laughter behind you. “My my draga mea…” A familiar voice spoke. “Keeping that blood pumping… hmmm?” You froze, turning your body to face the countess of Caslte Dimitrescu. Alcina Dimitrescu. “M-my lady. Greetings!” You said in a shaky voice. Alcina smirks at you.

“(y/n) it seems like I haven’t gotten a chance to sample that blood of yours.” She said, glowing yellow eyes looking down upon you. Those eyes have power. You nodded softly, sweating lightly from the anxiety within you. “I can’t say no to that my lady…” you said. Alcina nodded, agreeing with you. “You’re right draga.” She said intensely.

“Now.. time to sample!” She said excitingly. You slowly stuck your palm out to her. Alcina laughed loudly. “Draga… no! I meant from your neck!” She said. Your face turns red, feeling embarrassed. “I- I… sorry…” you said, looking down at the floor. She grabs your chin lightly, lifting your head up. “Don’t be sorry… just let me take that sample.” She whispered harshly.

You slowly expose your neck to Alcina. She gasped happily and pulls the collar of your dress aside and bites down, her fangs sinking in deeper. You gasped, grabbing onto her big, strong shoulders. “Hmmm…” Alcina moaned, tasting your wonderful blood. Having that sweet honey taste hitting her tongue. Blood is flowing down to your chest and between your cleavage.

Eventually, you started to feel a bit light-headed. Alcina pulls away, blood dripping from her mouth. She chuckles lightly. She holds your head so you could face her. “That’s the best sample I had in a long time draga mea.” She said, placing kiss on your lips. You moaned a bit, tasting your copper blood.

CW: A bit of spiciness, biting, and blood

Made a quick sketch in class 😩