"I need to eat."
Iris slowly got up from bed. She folded her blanket neatly and put it on top of her pillow after she pluffs it. She grabbed her hairbrush from the dresses and combed her hair.
As she walked toward Calixto, she unzipped her hoodie and took it off, and threw it on her bed. Standing right in front of Calixto in her armchair, she removed her slippers and turned her back to Calixto, and then slowly lowered herself on his lap.
She had been doing it for a while now and she was somehow getting used to it. Her body had already memorized the feeling of Calixto's fangs tearing her skin and how he would suck her blood and swirl his tongue after he fed, not wasting any droplets of blood that he might have missed.
