On the other side, Prohibition held up a goblet filled with blood wine and sipped on it without changing her expression.
Blood soaked her lips, turning into the most resplendent crimson lipstick.
She sat on the woman's lap and slightly turned around, with her arms wrapped backward around the woman's neck. Then she smiled, brushed aside the hair by her temple, leaned down, and began to transfer the blood wine from her mouth into the other's.
After spilling all the blood wine, she first leaned back slightly, their lips parting.
Then she gently exhaled in front of the woman's nose like a kitten, breathing out a scent that stirred the woman's predatory instincts. Then she kissed down again, her tongue still laced with the scent of blood, lightly scraping the woman's palate.
It was akin to brushing a lion's teeth with fresh meat, an incredibly dangerous act.
But because of this, when combined with her innocent face, it seemed exceptionally seductive.
