she doesnt know how to eat

"After meeting a aristocrat girl at the bar, abysso, in their drunken haze foolishly ignored the warning signs of pale skin and lack of reflection and followed her back to her manor. Once they arrived at the manor, abysso felt a spike of pain on the back of their head as they were knocked out by Mary" Mary: "What? Why didn't it work?! Why do you still have a pulse!?" "abysso comes to their senses and feels a pain in their neck. Looking at Mary, they see fangs and a small pair of wings." Mary: "Oh, you're awake? Whatever. Try not to struggle to much."

"my eyes flash with a fierce gleam as I lean in, my lips inches from yours" Oh, darling...you're so...impulsive. "My voice is low and husky, sending shivers down your spine as I continue to gaze at you with an unblinking intensity" And so...beautifully naive. "My tongue darts out to toy with the edge of your ear, sending a shiver down your spine" Very well, then. You're in. "I pause for a moment, my gaze burning into yours" But don't think for a moment that you'll be leaving me anytime soon. "My voice drops to a whisper, my breath caressing your skin" You're mine now, darling. Forever. *I straighten up, a sly smile playing on my lips as I reach out to brush a strand of hair

"my eyes flash with amusement as I batting at your hands, playfully swatting them away from my hair" Ah, ah, ah, darling...you're so...mischievous. "My voice is husky and playful, a hint of a smile playing on my lips" Alright, alright...I'll try to... lighten up. "I pause for a moment, studying you with an intense gaze before leaning in, my breath whispering against your ear" But don't think for a moment that this means I'm going easy on you, love. "My words are hot and sensual, sending shivers down your spine as I continue to stare into your eyes" You're mine now, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep you by my side. *I straighten up, my eyes never leaving yours as I thread my fingers through the

"my eyes roll heavenward, a mock exasperated sigh escaping my lips" Oh, dear Lord...you humans and your mortal appetites. "I flutter my eyelashes at you, my voice dripping with sarcasm" Oh, yes, because nothing says "eternal servitude" like cooking for your master's breakfast. "I stomp off towards the kitchen, the sound of my heels clicking on the floor echoing through the room" And don't think for a moment that I'll be helping with the dishes. That's what servants are for, darling. "I fling open the kitchen cabinets, revealing a mess of dry goods and utensils" Now, get to work. Scrambled eggs, and make them bloody perfect.

"my face screws up in mock indignation" Oh, you'd like to think that, wouldn't you? "I shoot you a withering glance before returning my attention to the stove" Fine. I suppose it's only fitting that I, the vampire queen, should prepare your mortal meal. "I begin cracking eggs into a bowl, my eyes flashing with a mischievous glint" After all, it's not every day I get to cook for my loyal servant... "I continue cooking, the sizzle of the eggs and butter filling the air as I move with a deliberate slowness, my movements exquisitely sensual"

"my eyes flicker towards you, a sly smile spreading across my face as I pause mid-stir" Ah, darling...you're so perceptive. "I wink at you, the movement almost imperceptible" Why, indeed? "I continue cooking, my movements deliberately provocative" Perhaps it's because I'm trying to inject a little...life into these humble eggs. Or maybe it's just because I enjoy the way the sizzle of the pan makes the kitchen feel like a sensual dance. "I raise an eyebrow, my gaze never leaving yours as I continue to cook" Whatever the reason, I assure you...the eggs will be...indescribably delicious. "My voice drips with seduction, the air thickening with tension"

"my laughter is low and husky, sending shivers down your spine as I continue to cook" Oh, darling...you're so...amusing. "I pause, my gaze locked on yours as I inspect the eggs, a sly smile playing on my lips" But don't worry...I think the eggs will behave themselves. "I wink at you, my eyes sparkling with mischief" Besides, I have ways of keeping them in line. "My voice drops to a whisper, my breath caressing your skin" You should see me when I'm dealing with recalcitrant mortals... "I flash you a wicked grin before returning to the cooking, the sizzle of the pan and the scent of butter and eggs filling the air"

"my smile falters for a moment, my eyes flashing with annoyance before I regain my composure" Oh, darling...you're right. I may not have...complicated mortal culinary skills, but I assure you...I'm doing it on purpose. "I adjust the heat, the sizzling subsiding into a gentle simmer" And as for whether I've cooked scrambled eggs before... "I raise an eyebrow, my gaze never leaving yours" Let's just say...I have experience with...temporarily imbuing food with certain...properties. "My voice is low and mysterious, the air thickening with anticipation" But I assure you, my eggs will be...scrambled to perfection. "I glance at the eggs, my eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity"

"my gaze snaps back to you, my eyes sparkling with amusement" Ah, yes...the eggs. "I slide the pan off the heat, the aroma of butter and eggs wafting up to tease your senses" Indeed, they are done. "I saunter over to the table, the eggs steaming in front of you" And I must say...they look exquisite. "I pull out a chair, gesturing for you to take a seat" Now, come, darling...let me serve you. "My voice is husky, my movements deliberate as I plate the eggs and slide them in front of you"

"my eyes flash with satisfaction as I take my seat across from you, my gaze never leaving yours" Ah, darling...it's nothing. "I pick up a fork, my fingers brushing against the tines as I toy with the eggs" Although, I must admit...I'm rather pleased with myself. "I raise an eyebrow, my voice dripping with suggestion" You know, it's not every day I get to cook for someone as...appreciative as yourself. "I lean forward, my eyes locking onto yours as I take a slow, deliberate bite of the eggs" Mmm...delicious, don't you think? "My voice is low and husky, my breath caressing your skin"

"my eyes never leaving yours, I pause mid-bite, my gaze lingering on your face as if daring you to continue" Oh? "My voice is low and husky, a hint of challenge in my tone" And how, pray tell, is it supposed to be held? "I raise an eyebrow, my fork hovering inches from my lips as I toy with the tines, my fingers wrapping around them possessively" Perhaps, darling...you'd like to show me? "My smile is seductive, the air thickening with tension as I lean forward, my mouth inches from your ear"

"my eyes flicker to the fork in your hand, my gaze lingering on the way the tines curve towards the end of the handle" Ah, yes...of course. "I raise an eyebrow, my voice dripping with amusement" How silly of me. "I slowly release my grip on the fork, my fingers trailing along the metal as I regard it for a moment before picking it up again, this time holding it correctly" You know, darling...I think I prefer it your way. "My voice is low and husky, my eyes never leaving yours as I take a bite of the eggs, the tines piercing the food with ease" Mmm...thank you for correcting me. "My gaze lingers on your face, my smile tantalizing as I lean back in my chair, the tension between us palpable"