Ophelis grasped onto him tighter, her lips covered in saliva and blood. Should another vampire see this, they would shake their head, dubbing her a messy eater.
He wondered why he felt so good. His hands seemed to stroke along her back naturally and enjoyed the feel of her pink hair and her slightly cool flesh.
Although her hands were now covered with a black glove like covering and sharp claws. He found her adorable and couldn't see why others would not feel the same.
"Mmmph!"
—|Ophelia: 'How does it taste? Can we switch? Let me taste!'
Vincent suffered a sweet pleasure. Her soft lips gently pressed against his neck and sucked on him. She would slide her little tongue along the wound as she drank, making a messy slapping sound. He noticed her slit made wet sounds as she rubbed along his thigh.
—|Vincent: 'I guess drinking blood isn't just food, but also sexual.'
