~Warning ~
Full out Smut
POV: back to Samael
It has been a week since the incident. We were doing fine, my vamps were adaptation greatly to their new reality, though Dylan still couldn’t bite straight from an animal and Richard enjoyed a little too much his sharper senses and tireless body, training with dummies with a smile on his face.
All was merry and cherry.
Or so I wanted it to be.
“Sa~ma~eeel~” Dylan said from the other room, his vampiric senses making me unable to hide for yet another conversation that I already knew what would be said. I sigh, turning towards him with a cup of coffee in hands.
I knew it wasn’t good when Richard followed behind him, a smirk on his face as his eyes shone with a sharp light.
“…Yes?”
“Let’s go-“
“No.”
“But I didn’t even-“
“I said no Dylan,
