"Yo… your face is red, and you are spitting all over yourself," Dracula whispered, stretching his index finger as he pointed towards Lilith's lips.
She blinked her eyelashes a few times while trying to force herself out of the trance that had held her.
"I am drooling," Lilith whispered, causing another soft chuckle to escape the lips of Dracula.
He stared at her while laughing, but Lilith continued to gaze at him, admiring his seductive chuckle.
She hardly sees Dracula laugh and currently, seeing the fact that he was genuinely laughing was like a breath of fresh air.
"You're cute," Lilith muttered as she stretched out her hands, reaching out for Dracula's hair.
She wants to feel the texture of his hair beneath her palm.
Dracula took a step back, puzzled by Lilith's behaviour.
"Don't you dare!" Dracula seethed, his once-warm smile giving way to a chilly expression.
