"Well, at least now we know she's not so against you," said Nagasawa, walking hand in hand with Dante. He was still a bit shocked by what had happened, but... life goes on, right? Another woman about to fall completely under his charm.
The idea of having a squad of maid wives crossed his mind, but he wanted to avoid following the path of "that guy." Still, his current trajectory seemed to be pointing towards a similar fate.
"I'm going to keep playing with her; her expressions are the best in the world," Dante said, smiling mischievously as his thoughts raced with new plans.
"So, what's next? I'm sure that head of yours is already thinking about many things..." Nagasawa questioned, holding his hand even tighter and rubbing her lustful body against his arm.
"Destroying the world would be fun," said Dante, testing something to see Nagasawa's reaction.
"Absolutely, when? I'm dying to be a Destroyer! It's hard to earn that title, you know? I mean, I don't want to be behind Valentina forever. Having the title of Destroyer is great for the reputation. Maybe I could even get those flashy titles...
'Scarlet Devastator' sounds so cool!" Nagasawa responded quickly, making Dante almost burst into laughter. He managed to hold it in, but the idea of Nagasawa being so enthusiastic about destruction amused him deeply.
"Let's take it easy, I'm joking," Dante said, still laughing. "There's a lot we need to do before we get to that point. First, we have to deal with the vampires in the capital. That will give us good practice and, who knows, maybe some interesting allies."
"With allies, you mean women? Please, darling, you have to stop with that. You'll overwhelm yourself if you keep going like this!" Nagasawa said. She wasn't really concerned about him being overwhelmed; the more women in his life, the more problems would arise, and she would have even more competition among them...
"I know, relax a bit. You know I don't go after them; they come to me," Dante said, smiling. "Of course, Velryna you revealed yourself and claimed, Aldria you corrupted until she accepted, Voralith you pursued millions of years ago, Sara you went after her, with me you seduced me, want me to continue?
Oh yes, there's also Lyrianna who will probably fall into your hands soon, and there's that Lilith who you somehow made chase after you." Nagasawa said completely serious, after all... This man was irrational! "And there's still the World Tree!"
"Yes, yes! I got it!" Dante said, laughing. Well, her words were indeed a big lie; most of the women he chose, and he followed the path that suited him to conquer them.
The vulnerability involved in this act is also significant. Allowing another vampire, even one's spouse, access to one's blood is an act of absolute trust. This is even more so for Dante...
A vampire who had overcome various racial limitations, a vampire with the purest blood of all time, purer even than that of Vlad Dracula Tepes himself. A vampire with the essential charge of a Demon King and the original Progenitor Vampire... Not to mention his soul...
The pleasure that Nagasawa felt from tasting Dante's blood was almost indescribable, much better than any moment of sex or something like that. Each sip was like an explosion of energy that affected her entire body, making her feel more connected to him than ever. "Hmm... it's even more delicious than the last time," she murmured against his skin, her eyes gleaming with pleasure.
She resumed drinking his blood like a true leech.
"Hmm... ah..." Nagasawa's breathing grew heavier, and she moaned with pleasure, the taste of his blood flooding her senses. Dante, taking advantage of her vulnerability, opened his own mouth and bit her neck, his fangs piercing her delicate skin. Her blood was sweet, and he drank it eagerly, feeling her energy and vitality flowing into him.
The cycle of giving and receiving intensified the pleasure for both of them. After a while, they heard footsteps approaching from the hallway, but they ignored them, their breaths becoming heavier and quicker as the pleasure heightened. However, the moment of ecstasy was interrupted when the door to the room suddenly opened, revealing Skyla.
She stopped at the entrance, her eyes wide at the intimate scene before her. Her expression quickly shifted from surprise to a strange mix of envy and desire. "That could be me receiving my master's blood," she thought, pouting before shaking her head to clear the thought.
Skyla cleared her throat, drawing the attention of Dante and Nagasawa, who slowly separated, their faces still showing traces of the recent pleasure. Nagasawa was completely embarrassed to be caught in such an act, but Dante... well, Dante wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, while Nagasawa adjusted her clothes and tried to catch her breath.
"Sorry to interrupt, your... well, screw it," Skyla said, her voice laced with mild sarcasm. "But an envoy from the King has arrived. He's waiting at the entrance."
Dante sighed deeply, his eyes narrowing slightly. "That was faster than I expected... Was that old man already waiting for me?" Dante questioned aloud. "Any entrance to this world Vlad knows... that damn Nosferatu can read the space and see everything that enters and leaves." Skyla revealed, "Makes sense..." Dante murmured, "Well...
as long as it's not a Silverblood, I'm fine." Dante said, gesturing for Nagasawa to get off him. Skyla turned and left. "I'll go ahead and prepare some tea," she said, closing the door.
But her face... had such a generous smile... if only Dante had seen it... "Why do I feel like this has happened before?" Skyla questioned herself, as if a small memory passed over her mind.