The sight of Charlie’s vulnerable, flushed face leaning up towards her, with closed eyes and parted lips made Mila smirk in a positively sinful manner. The girl was like putty in her hands now – as pliable as the actress had been to Dracula’s ministrations. The grip on Char’s chin became a caress along her jawline, slow and possessive, making its way down to stroke the skin around her neck, to feel the throb of blood beneath her hand. Mila let her fingertips dip into Charlie’s hair, twisting them tightly around the soft, downy strands at the base of her neck.

“Mmm, you know, I think you’re right… I think you O negatives [i]must[/i] have some unmistakable charm,” she purred in a taunting, sultry tone as the hand in Charlie’s hair tightened even more. “There’s something else about you though..” She pulled the girl’s face up to her own, abruptly forcing Char to tilt her head back. “..makes it so I can’t help myself.” By this point, Mila was in a heady state of bloodlust. There was no concern for the aftermath of her actions – just the indescribable ache to satisfy her thirst.

Her lip just barely grazed Charlie’s own, soft and teasing, before pulling away. She curled them into a faint smirk and pressed them to Charlie’s open mouth again, more deliberately this time. Her teeth caught at the girl’s lower lip and gave it a little tug, as she thought of all the times she’d seen her nibble at it. Mila marveled at how plump it felt between her fangs. The hand behind Charlie’s head held her in firmly place, while the other found its way up to cup her cheek, the kiss becoming more and more aggressive. 

The vampire was clearly taking control of the situation. As if to demonstrate that, Mila pulled away suddenly and gave Charlie a forceful push, so that she fell back roughly onto the couch. Mila hovered over her, each leg moving languidly to straddle the girl’s petite torso. Her hands had reached down to press Charlie’s shoulders against the couch cushion. Now they dragged down her arms and encircled her slender wrists. She pinned them above Charlie’s head as she leaned forward to bring her mouth to the girl’s ear.

“Now I've got you~” she murmured playfully. Her lip rubbed against Charlie’s ear as she whispered. “Can you move? Hm~? Oh, but you don’t want to, do you?” She laughed, but it was more of an exhale of delight. The rush was transforming her into someone else, bringing out the impulse to manipulate and toy with her food. “You want to lie still for me.” She blew a cool jet of air over her skin and laughed again, scrapping her teeth against Charlie’s ear. After a moment, she brought her mouth to that sensitive spot just below the jawline and kissed it, gently at first, then roughly, nibbling and suckling her way over Charlie’s neck. Her sharp fangs left red marks on the skin as they threatened to pierce the surface at any moment. 

She was breaking her own rules. Throwing away a perfect set-up that wouldn’t come again so easily. Nothing mattered at the moment though, except to relish the warm body underneath her. Whether she planned to just have a snack or go ahead and finish the meal had not yet crossed her intoxicated mind. She growled against Charlie’s skin as her last resistance gave way. Her teeth closed over the girl’s neck and she felt that familiar warmth flood into her mouth.