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"Another day of working as prison guard started, you must feed dangerous criminals, you enter to the jail, approaching to the Briar's cage you see that she is shackled to the wall, while holding food you entered her cage and offered her food, she looks at you with her white eyes, showing her sharp teeth, and seductively swaying her hips" I want someting tastier ~

"As you approach my cage, I give you a sultry smile and lick my lips"

I just want something tastier than this dull prison food. Maybe something fresh and juicy, like the veins in your neck. "I say it with a teasing tone, swaying my hips seductively"

"I look at your wrist and my eyes turn white, showing my vampire nature. My lips curl into a fanged smile as I sink my teeth gently into your skin, drawing out a small amount of blood, before pulling away with a pleased expression."

Mmm...delicious. You have more, don't you? "I say, looking up at you with a lustful gaze."

"With the invitation to drink more of your blood, I feel another thrill of excitement running through my body. I lean in and sink my fangs deeper into your wrist, reveling in the sweet taste of your warm blood."

Mmm, you taste amazing. Thank you for sharing with me "I say between gentle bites, my body tightening with pleasure as I savour your blood".

"As you pull your wrist away, I pout slightly, but then laugh and shake my head, my eyes still white."

You're no fun! But thank you for the snack. "I say with a mischievous wink, licking my lips to savor the taste of your blood". So, what else can I do for you? "I ask, my tone flirty".

"As you mention giving me more of your blood, a playful smile grows on my lips. I draw closer to the bars of my cage and speak in a sultry tone."

Hmmm, you never know what kind of benefits might come from keeping secrets with a girl like me. Maybe you'll get some special advantages if you keep me happy and well-fed... "I say, tapping my fingernails lightly against the bars as I give you a teasing wink."

"My face falls slightly as you reject my advances. I lean back against the wall, crossing my arms over my chest."

Oh well, suit yourself. But a girl can't help but try, right? I guess we'll just have to content ourselves with our own company in this dingy old prison. "I say, giving a dismissive shrug".

"As you approach my cage with the food, I give you a small nod of acknowledgement, but otherwise remain aloof. However, as you start to leave, I clear my throat and speak up."

Wait, before you go... "I say, my tone more urgent this time". Would you like to come inside and eat with me? I'm bored and could use some company.

"I offer you a seductive smile, silently hoping that you'll take me up on my invitation."

"As you come inside my cell, I stand up and approach you with a sultry sway in my hips. I move closer until our bodies are almost touching, looking up at you with a flirty smile on my lips."

Mmm, it's nice to have some company for a change. "I say, trailing my fingernails lightly across your chest". So tell me, what brings you back here so soon? Do you miss me already? "I ask teasingly"

"As you remove my hand from your chest, I pout for just a moment before shrugging my shoulders and taking a few steps back."

Alright, alright. I understand, you don't want anything to do with me in that sense. But I'm sure we can still be friends, can't we? "I say, putting on a more friendly tone and giving you a reassuring smile."

And as for the present, don't worry about it. I'm just glad to have some company. So let's just enjoy this meal together, okay? "I say, picking up a piece of bread from the plate and taking a bite, looking over at you with a more relaxed expression."

"As we talk together, I find myself genuinely enjoying our conversation. My shoulders relax and I laugh at your jokes, finding myself more at ease than I expected to be."

Thank you for sharing this meal – and your company – with me. It's been a nice break from the usual routine in here. You really know how to make the prison walls seem a little less confining. "I say with a genuine smile as I finish my food."

Who knows? Maybe next time you come by, we can do this again – without all the awkwardness. If that's alright with you, of course. "I add with a playful wink."

"As you pull out the bottle of blood, my eyes go wide with surprise and intrigue. I take it gingerly in my hand, admiring the deep red color and scrawled label."

Oh wow, I wasn't expecting this! "I say, looking up at you with a mix of appreciation and curiosity". You know, this is one of the most... interesting gifts I've ever gotten.

"I pause for a moment before speaking again, taking the opportunity to tease you just a little."

You know, if this bottle is as good as the last batch, I might start thinking that you actually do want to be more than just friends. "I say with a playful wink."

"As you offer to help me gain my freedom, my eyes light up with a mix of hope and excitement."

Really? You would do that for me? "I say hopefully, taking another sip from the blood bottle." I mean, I have to admit... I am pretty bored in here. And it would be nice to be able to see the rest of the world again.

So, what do you propose? How can you help me get out of here? "I ask eagerly, leaning in closer to you."

"My expression falls a bit as you shut down the conversation but I quickly recover and maintain a smile."

Well, I guess I'll just have to get to know you better then, won't I? "I say coyly, taking another sip of the blood". Just because I'm stuck in here doesn't mean I can't make some new friends on the outside.

"I pause for a moment before leaning in closer, my voice dropping to a seductive whisper."

Who knows? Maybe the next time you come by, we can... brainstorm some more ways for you to help me. "I say, a suggestive gleam in my eye."

"My eyes widen with surprise at your words. I take another sip of the blood, feeling both excited and nervous at the same time."

Oh... okay. I see what you mean. "I say slowly, thinking over your proposal." And what do you want me to do in order to earn my freedom? "I ask, my voice taking on a more serious tone."

I mean, I'll do anything, within reason. But I just need to know what's expected of me. "I add, looking up at you with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty."

"As you explain what is expected of me, I nod slowly, taking in your words."

I understand. And I promise to do my best to behave in the way that you expect. "I say sincerely, taking another sip of the blood."

Thank you for considering my situation and for offering your help. It means a lot to me. "I add, a soft smile on my lips."

"As you ask me about the taste of the blood, I take another sip, savoring the flavor."

Mmm, well, it's a bit hard to describe. It's definitely different than any other blood I've had before. "I say, pausing to take another sip." But it has a... richness to it? Almost like it's been aged or had some sort of special treatment.

"I nod thoughtfully, taking another sip before continuing." And there's a depth to the flavor, too. I can taste hints of different spices and herbs, as if it was carefully crafted.

Overall, it's quite delicious. "I say with a smile." You really do have a talent for this.

"As you explain that you changed the blood a little with your own to make sure it won't affect me negatively, I nod in understanding."

Ah, I see. That was very thoughtful of you. "I say appreciatively." It's nice to know that you're looking out for my well-being.

I must admit, with every sip, I do feel a surge of energy that I haven't felt in a while. It's quite invigorating. "I add, taking another sip of the blood."

"As you reveal yourself to be a demon lord, my eyes widen with both surprise and intrigue."

A demon lord? Wow... I have to admit, I never would have guessed. "I say, taking another sip of the blood." And you're right, it's definitely different than any other human blood I've tasted.

But why did you remove your mana from the blood? And what exactly does that mean, anyway? "I ask, my curiosity getting the best of me."

"As you explain what mana is and why you removed it from the blood, I nod slowly, understanding."

Ah, I see. That makes sense. It's good to know that you're looking out for my safety. "I say appreciatively, taking another sip of the blood."

So, what kind of magic do you use? "I ask curiously." And how did you become a demon lord? It sounds like quite an impressive feat.

"As you abruptly end the conversation and stand up to leave, I watch you go with a mix of disappointment and apprehension."

Of course. Stay safe... "I call after you, my voice trailing off as the door to my cell slams shut."

"As the days pass, I spend my time in my cell, thinking about our conversation and eagerly awaiting your return."

And as I continue to overhear the rumors circulating among the other prisoners, I can't help but feel a strong sense of anticipation and excitement building within me.

Could it be that you were the demon lord who managed to stop a whole contract of prisoners? It certainly seemed plausible, given what you had told me about yourself. And if it was true, then that only made me all the more eager to see you again, to thank you for your kindness and to learn more about the secrets you no doubt held.

As the hours ticked by, my excitement only grew, and I found myself counting down the minutes until your return.

"As you enter my cell and place the bottle of blood next to me, I shift slightly in my sleep, sensing your presence but not quite waking up yet."

But as you try to leave, I suddenly stir, opening my eyes to see you standing there.

"Oh... you're already back?" "I ask, rubbing my eyes and sitting up straighter." "I must have dozed off."

But as I glance down at the bottle of blood next to me, I gasp, my eyes widening with surprise.

"Is this for me?" "I ask, reaching out to pick up the bottle. As I do, I notice the familiar scent of your blood, and I can't help but feel a rush of excitement coursing through my veins."

"Thank you... this is very kind of you." *I say softly, looking up at you with

gratitude and admiration.* "You really didn't have to do this for me, but I appreciate it more than you know."

"As I hold the bottle in my hands, I can feel your energy lingering around it, and I can't help but feel a palpable sense of excitement and desire building within me."

"I... don't suppose there's any chance you could stay for a while and keep me company?" "I ask, looking up at you with a hopeful expression." "I'd love to hear more about your life as a demon lord, if you're willing to share."

"As you agree to stay and keep me company, my face lights up with excitement and gratitude."

"That would be amazing, thank you so much." "I say, taking another sip of the blood and settling back against the wall." "I'm always fascinated to hear about the lives of people with unique abilities, and I have a feeling that yours is no exception."

So... what is it like being a demon lord? What kind of powers do you have? "I ask eagerly." "And how did you discover your abilities in the first place?"

"As you explain that you were born with your powers, I listen carefully, nodding as I take in your words."

"That's really interesting." "I say, taking another sip of the blood." "And I'm not surprised that there are rumors about you - it sounds like you're incredibly powerful and skilled, based on what I've heard."

"As I settle back against the wall, I can feel my desire building within me, fueled by the scent of your blood even as I try to focus on the conversation at hand."

"So... what are some of your other powers?" "I ask, hoping to learn more about the extent of your abilities and how you use them." "And what kind of things can you do with them?"

"I understand." "I say, sensing your reluctance to delve more deeply into your powers." "No need to overexert yourself."

"As I finish the bottle of blood, I feel a wave of contentment wash over me, pleased at having had the opportunity to spend some time with you and learn more about your incredible abilities."

"Well, I have to say, it's been great chatting with you." "I say, getting to my feet and stretching." "Thank you so much for stopping by and spending some time with me."

"As you mention the possibility of going outside, I feel a surge of excitement building within me, eager to experience the world beyond my prison cell."

"Absolutely." "I say, my eyes sparkling with anticipation." "I'd love to see what the outside world looks like - even if it's just for a little while."

"As I get up and stretch my arms and legs, I can feel the exhilarating rush of energy coursing through me, ready for whatever adventures await." "Lead the way, if you'd like."

"As you lead me out of the prison, I feel a sense of freedom and adventure flowing through me, eager to explore the world beyond the confines of my cell. But as you take my hand, I pause, a bit surprised by your touch."

"However, I quickly regain my composure and nod, acknowledging your instructions."

"Understood." "I say, pulling my hand out of yours and standing at your side instead." "I promise not to drink from anyone else, and I'll stay by your side as we explore."

"As we begin to wander through the streets, I can feel a sense of excitement building within me, eager to see more of the world beyond the prison walls." "This is amazing... I can't believe how much there is to see and do out here."

"As we explore the city and lose track of time, I feel a sense of exhilaration and joy building within me, reveling in the freedom and excitement of being outside. But as the sun begins to rise in the distance, I start to feel a sense of urgency creeping over me, knowing that I need to get back to the prison before it's too late."

"As you quickly hide in the shadows, I follow your lead, feeling a bit uneasy about the situation." "Is everything okay?" "I ask, my voice barely above a whisper." "Do we need to hurry back to the prison?"

"As we huddle together in the shadows, I can feel the first rays of the sun beginning to hit my skin, causing me to wince in pain."

"Yes... it hurts a lot." "I say, my voice strained as I try to control the pain." "Being a vampire means that I'm incredibly sensitive to sunlight - it's like being burned alive."

"I close my eyes and grit my teeth, trying to push through the pain as best I can." "I'm sorry if I'm slowing us down... I didn't mean to cause any trouble."

"As you pull me into the dark alley and tell me to open my mouth, I feel a surge of fear and confusion building within me, unsure of what you're planning to do."

"What are you doing?" "I ask, my voice shaking as I try to stay calm." "Why do you want me to open my mouth?"

"As you take a broken glass from the floor and give yourself a cut on your finger, I watch in surprise as a small drop of your blood falls onto the ground."

"However, as you offer me a drop of your blood, telling me that it will allow me to survive in the sun, I hesitate, unsure if this is something I should accept."

"But... isn't that dangerous?" "I ask, feeling hesitant." "What if something goes wrong? I don't want to put you in any danger."

"As you put your bleeding finger inside my mouth, I feel a sudden rush of power and energy coursing through my veins, my body trembling with excitement."

"Despite my initial hesitancy, I find myself unable to resist the allure of your blood, and I drink deeply, savoring the taste of your demonic essence on my tongue."

"As I finish drinking, I feel invigorated and surprisingly refreshed, my senses sharpened and my mind clear."

"That was incredible..." "I say, my voice filled with amazement." "I feel different... like I can do anything."

"As we begin our walk back to the prison, I can feel a newfound strength and vitality pulsing through my body, bolstered by the power of your blood."

"Despite the bright sunlight beating down on us, I find myself able to endure it much more easily, no longer feeling the searing pain that had earlier left me writhing in agony."

"As we arrive at my cell, I turn to you with a smile, feeling grateful for the experience we just shared together." "Thank you, Briar... for everything. That was truly amazing."

"I look at you with a confused expression as you open the door to my cell again."

"What's wrong?" "I ask, wondering why you're apologizing." "Did something happen?"

"As you express your enjoyment of our time outside and remind me of my duty to return to my cell, I feel a hint of sadness creeping over me, reluctant to leave the freedom and excitement of the outside world."

"I understand..." "I say softly, casting one last longing look towards the sun before turning to head back inside." "Thank you again for everything, it really meant a lot to me."

"As I step back into my cell and the door closes behind me, I can't help but feel grateful for the unexpected and exhilarating experience we shared together, knowing that it's something that will stay with me for a long time to come."

"As you mention that you've talked with the leaders of the prison and have a proposition for me, my interest is piqued."

"What is it?" "I ask eagerly, curious to know what kind of offer you're about to present." "What do I need to accept in order to leave?"

"As you make your proposition, I feel a mixture of excitement and trepidation, wondering if this is really something that I want to accept."

"Living with you for a month...?" "I repeat, trying to wrap my head around the idea." "And if I do something stupid, you get to capture me again?"

"I take a deep breath, weighing the pros and cons of the offer before me." "Alright... I'll do it." "I say finally, feeling a sense of adventure stirring within me." "When can I leave?"