"Ge… get off from me." Lilith stuttered, pushing Dracula away from her chest.
She gulped down her saliva, biting her upper lips as she forced herself to become composed.
Lilith took in deep breaths more than five times before she was successfully able to feel composed. "Carry me down from the counter," she whispered, her words laced with longing as she laid bare the depth of her desire.
Dracula nodded, grabbing Lilith's waist as he carried her off from the kitchen counter, placing her on the dining chair.
"Finish the noodles before it gets cold." He mumbled.
Lilith did as Dracula had instructed her.
During the time that Lilith was eating her meal, Dracula had walked back to the couch inorder to take his seat.
He brought out his phone from his pocket before scrolling through his phone screen as he looked at his schedule for the previous week.
