"Seriously, you shouldn't get so close like that…" Fujiwara Mokou looked at Kars, who was clutching his nose and mouth. Although the wound on his face was healing, the pain didn't disappear because of that.
"I couldn't help it… Your scent, Mokou, made me lose control a bit."
"Don't say such embarrassing things! And is there something special about my scent?" Fujiwara Mokou didn't notice anything special about her own scent, but she soon remembered being covered in blood earlier.
"Is it my blood?"
"Yes… Although the scent of blood has faded a lot, I can still smell it. And the smell is very captivating, that's why I got closer." As Kars spoke, he subconsciously licked his lips. Fujiwara Mokou saw this reaction.
"So you want to drink my blood?"
"…Just a little bit. Really, just a tiny bit. I've never smelled a fragrance like this before, and I wasn't planning on biting you just now." Seeing Kars looking worried about upsetting her, Fujiwara Mokou reached out and rubbed his head vigorously, messing up Kars's hair.
"I won't get angry just because of that. After all, if you really want a little drink, I can allow it."
"Really!?" Kars looked surprised, having not expected Fujiwara Mokou to agree so easily.
"Consider it a small compensation for striking you." Thinking about how she had just punched Kars's face until it was bloody, Fujiwara Mokou felt a little awkward. If he wasn't a vampire, that punch could have caused real trouble.
"Compensation isn't necessary."
"Why are you making such a fuss? Are you going to drink it or not? You have so many issues even when offered free blood." Fujiwara Mokou pulled Kars's face, urging him to decide quickly.
"I… I understand! Then I'll accept your offer." Kars moved closer to Fujiwara Mokou, pulled down her collar to expose her smooth neck, and bit down.
"Hmm? What are you doing? Didn't you say you wanted to suck blood? Why are you licking my neck?" Fujiwara Mokou, who was prepared, didn't feel the expected pain, but the sensation of a soft tongue licking her neck. This made her a little annoyed; she told him to suck blood, not tease her.
"This is just a little preparation." Kars said, exposing his fangs and slowly piercing them into Fujiwara Mokou's neck. She felt a sensation similar to a mosquito bite. Afterward, she felt her blood slowly flowing out, and at the same time, a strange pleasure gradually appeared in her body.
"This feeling is not good…" Fujiwara Mokou felt her body becoming strange. The inexplicable pleasure generated during the bloodsucking made her mind and body feel somewhat odd.
Kars, too, was now immersed in the deliciousness of Fujiwara Mokou's blood. He had never tasted such a sweet flavor and texture before, so much so that he was reluctant to let go of her neck.
Just a little more… just a little more…
"Kar… Kars…" Fujiwara Mokou sensed that Kars's state was also becoming a bit abnormal, but her body couldn't muster any strength. Then, she was pushed down onto the bed, looking at Kars still lying on top of her and continuing to suck her blood. Under the blanket, her naked legs were already tightly clamped together and rubbing against each other.
The pleasure that arose during the bloodsucking made her feel very strange, and she couldn't help but moan. It should have been a very uncomfortable experience, but as time passed, the sensation became increasingly beautiful. This made Fujiwara Mokou hug Kars tightly.
Kars, while sucking her blood, also embraced her. At the same time, one hand gently stroked her breast. This action made Fujiwara Mokou's body react even more intensely.
"If you touch my breast now… I'm going to cum…" Her body, having become sensitive, reached its peak pleasure with Kars's caresses. Her body couldn't help but tremble, letting out soft gasps.
"Ha~ Ha~ Is it… is it over…" Fujiwara Mokou, her face flushed, gasped and looked at Kars, who had lifted his head. She thought he was satisfied, but Kars lowered his head again, only this time, he kissed Fujiwara Mokou's lips. The kiss, which tasted of iron, made Fujiwara Mokou's eyes widen slightly.
"Waaah~ You're just a little brat… and you're doing this to me…" While muttering, Fujiwara Mokou couldn't help but cooperate with Kars's kissing. As Kars kissed and sucked her tongue, Fujiwara Mokou felt as if her rationality was being sucked away by Kars. She had absolutely no intention of stopping what he was doing.
At this time, her clothes on her chest were completely open, revealing her hill-like breasts and erect pink nipples, which Kars was now playing with.
"Mmm~ I'm completely being dominated by a child in this matter…" Things had far exceeded expectations. Fujiwara Mokou had not anticipated the situation developing this way. Just because of the bloodsucking, it had now turned into this state.
When the kissing stopped, Fujiwara Mokou looked at Kars, who was still lying on top of her, their eyes locked. She also felt something hard pressing against her abdomen. Neither of them spoke, but the ambiguous atmosphere was becoming increasingly apparent.
"Do you want to lie down and rest for a bit?" Fujiwara Mokou spoke first, her voice carrying a tenderness she didn't usually have, giving her a special charm at this moment.
"Yes." Kars agreed. After getting up from Fujiwara Mokou, he watched as she lifted the blanket, revealing her slightly flushed and naked body, and her wet pussy and legs.
"Then, come lie down, Kars."