#dracondo

You've been sent to Secondo's office to show him the upcoming plans for the Spring celebration. A festival with food, dancing, and of course, wine. Whomever put him in charge of the celebration this year deserved to rot in the deepest bowls of the Satan's domain. He doesn't have time for "party planning."

He reviews the plans you've been working on with your fellow Siblings of Sin and he is...unimpressed, but! it will do.

He is however, still a Papa, and he inquires after your health and you express that you're not entirely thrilled with the whole party planning business either, and you discuss the meaning behind the festival in accordance with your dark faith, and he encourages you to celebrate the way you see fit. He plans to spend it quietly, with a glass of wine, and suggestively tells you that...you could spend it with him. A more...private celebration.

By the time the festival comes around you walk amongst the revelry, and notice a smaller group by the edge of the forest who dance and laugh around a fire, drinking the sweetest mead and partaking of the tenderest meat which hang from racks. A hand falls on your shoulder and it is Secondo. You're surprised to see him after his apparent distaste for the festival, but he's almost...excited. He invites you to join the circle of Siblings with him, and appears energized by the moonlight. You drink, he feeds you, and you allow yourself to let go, giving into indulgence.

Things become heated between the two of you, and you steal off into the woods to a small grove. . He whispers to you that he wants to celebrate in a more...intimate manner. His eyes burn you, his arms hold you close, and as the moonlight strikes his features, you realize perhaps he doesn't intend to take your body. No, you realize, staring at the fangs protruding from his mouth, that he means to take your blood.