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“Oh?”

“I knew someone was lurking about here, I just didn’t expect you to be so bold about coming out to meet me.”

“You have an interesting smell. I wonder what kind of demon you are—Though, I do have my own guesses…”

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That's it! I'm done! This is a stupid game anyway!"

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"How unexpected. I can practically smell your arousal from here, Megan. It's like every drop of blood coursing through you yearns for my fangs to spill it all, to devour you for myself... Well, not like I have any qualms with claiming you, body and soul, again and again."

A full moon hung high in the sky, putting Sirius to shame in tandem with the Vampire's rising bloodlust. Unblinking, tempestuous eyes zeroed in on the curves of Megan's figure, Ruki hurriedly approached her, sharp fangs bared and the tips of his claws threatening to whisk her away someplace far more intimate for their impromptu tryst.

"I will never let you go, Megan. As such, you ought to be prepared to spend the rest of your days with me, knowing full well to whom you belong. There's simply no one who can satisfy you the way I can."

Towering over her frame teeming with libido, Ruki urgently closed in on her neck, tearing away any clothes obscuring that area before burying his fangs deep into the sweet adipose. Both hands roamed her body sensually, lower and more titillating than before, until he finally rested his palms possessively on her hips as he pulled her closer to him with each greedy gulp of the exquisite ichor pouring down his throat.

"Mm, how lovely. That look on your face screams that you ache for my fangs, that you wish to be ravished by me more than anything, but I want to hear it from you, Megan. Tell me how much you desire my bite and everything that comes after."

—Commissioned by @mchallwrites

CW: Blood, half-dead Megan(?). Basically Megan's last moments before her demise in Ruki's hands—

[waves at the man]

“The name is Megan Star. Didn’t expect to find a another demon here at this McDonalds.”

“Considering the amount of demons that make it up here to the Human Realm, I’d try to be more open-minded on who you run into in the future,” Mystic chuckled—removing the red straw of his beverage from his lips, but keeping it near his lips—before tilting his head in the direction of the newcomer. “Good night, Megan. Mystic. My pleasure. I’m personally enjoying my unhealthy feast very much.”

"Oh? Hmm... that sounds like a nice way to celebrate a holiday. I think we should try to find gratefulness in our hearts even during tough times. That's beautiful."

"I... umh... I'm thankful that I find a new home at the Mukamis and that I still have my brother. I also have made many friends here, and I'm grateful for having each and every one of them. And, of course, this extraordinary love I found in my life. With all these people I have survived dark times and can now look forward to the future."

"My, you don't have to thank me for such a simple gesture as letting you lay your head on my lap... Hm, you even have the audacity to say that it was comfortable... But hey, just take this act quietly as a small detail."

The blonde paused for a moment, thinking very well about what words to say and reconsidering her decision, doubting if her thoughts were correct or not.

"Hm... But in return I'm going to need to ask you for something in return. Well, asking you is not the right word for this but rather, demanding you." She turned her watching Jade stones towards the ghoul to look at her seriousness. "I want to have Catherine back as my maid, after all I won her freedom in a bet and she must keep her word... I have plans and I'm going to be very busy lately, so I need to have Catherine back, however clumsy as she is... Although I must be honest and admit that she does a good job sometimes. Both as a slave and as a toy to take out my anger."

❝ I suppose it is, though it isn’t like it’s unpleasant. Quite easy to miss, but interesting to listen to once you do hear it. Perhaps it’s like the species themselves: You all slipped right under my nose for so long, yet now I find myself interested. ❞