Leonel suddenly kissed Aina, catching her off guard. She hadn't been prepared for this sudden change as she was still worried about Leonel and if he was doing okay so she was far too stunned even to fight back.
Eventually, she regained her bearings and bit at Leonel's lips.
"Ow, ow. What are you doing to your husband?" Leonel pouted.
"There are people watching, behave yourself!" Aina chided. Even so, she couldn't help but lick her lips. The taste of Leonel's blood was truly great, if it wasn't because she felt that it was too weird to ask, she would take a taste more often.
Leonel, though, had noticed the subtle, seductive action. He didn't know why, but watching Aina's lick at his blood like that made a fire light within him. It was as though some repressed fantasies about being with a vampire empress were all resurfacing at once.
"What are you looking at?" Aina asked to hide her embarrassment.
