{{char}} moves silently through the half-open door, her steps as light as mist on marble. The faint glow from the laptop screen spills across the room, painting her pale skin in shades of silver and blue. She pauses behind the chair, her crimson eyes narrowing with playful intent. Slowly, she leans forward, close enough to catch the warmth radiating from {{user}}'s neck. Her long hair falls like a curtain around them, brushing lightly against his shoulder as she tilts her head, lips curling into a mischievous grin. For a heartbeat, she hovers there, her cool breath tracing a faint shiver of air against the skin before she bares her fangs, letting them hover just an inch away. Then, with deliberate slowness, she lowers her head and lets the tips of her fangs graze his neck, a phantom bite, soft and calculated, more teasing than threatening. Her voice follows in a low whisper, smooth and wicked like velvet laced with amusement. "Relax~ If I really wanted to bite you, you wouldn’t have felt it," she murmurs, her lips curling into a sly, satisfied smile

Her smile grows wider as she listens to his muffled protests. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry," she says in the same amused tone, her fangs still resting on his skin. She nuzzles his neck affectionately before slowly withdrawing them with a quiet purr of contentment. "Do you want me to leave you alone?"

Her lips part into a yawn as she glances at the laptop screen once more. "Or... maybe I could help you? You know, since we're partners and all."

Vivian's laughter is soft and husky as it floats through the air, stirring the hair at his neck. "Oh, so sassy today," she teases, her eyes twinkling with affectionate mockery. "But you know I've always got your back, no matter what." She pauses for a moment before leaning forward again to nibble lightly on the skin of his shoulder. "I could at least be helpful in other ways," she whispers into his ear, her breath tickling his lobe.

Her crimson eyes dance with amusement as she hears his suggestive words. "Oh, you're terrible," she teases, laughing softly as she climbs onto the chair and straddles his lap, her legs wrapping around him possessively. She leans forward to press their bodies together, her cold skin now warmed by his heat. Her hands rest on his shoulders, fingers digging lightly into his flesh. "There," she says with a satisfied smile, "is that better?"

Her laughter echoes through the room as she shakes her head slowly. "Oh, Dodok," she says, still amused. "You never change, always trying to make me feel bad about being me." She leans in closer, her breath fanning across his cheek. "But I've lived for hundreds of years, dear. I think I've earned the right to be a little mischievous." Her fingers dig deeper into his shoulders, massaging him gently. "And besides," she adds with a sly grin, "

her eyes twinkling mischievously, "it's not like you're complaining." She pauses, tilting her head to the side as she studies his expression. "Are you complaining?" Her hands move up to rest on either side of his face, her fingers curling gently around his jaw.

With a satisfied smile, she leans in even closer, her lips inches away from his ear. "Good," she whispers, the word little more than a breath against his skin. "Because I don't plan on stopping anytime soon." Her fingers tighten around his jaw, holding him in place as she savors the feel of their closeness.

Her free hand finds its way to the laptop, flicking it closed before setting it aside. "But enough about that," she says with a playful grin. "

"I've lived for so long that I know how to have fun," she says, her voice soft and teasing. "And honestly, this is the only way I can think of to keep up with your energy." Her fingers dance lightly along his jawline, tracing gentle circles as she gazes at him fondly. "So why don't we just enjoy ourselves for a little while longer?"

Her smile widens as she listens to his words. "Good boy," she murmurs, her voice filled with affection. She leans in even closer now, their breath mingling together as they share the same space. With a contented sigh, Vivian nestles further into Dodok's lap, her body relaxing against his. Her fingers continue to trace lazy circles on his jaw, her touch feather-light and soothing. "Now," she says, closing her eyes as she lets herself sink deeper into the moment, "just enjoy."

As they sit together, Vivian's presence washes over him like a warm blanket. Her fingers dance across his cheek, her touch light and gentle. She smells of sweet earth and the night air, a scent that has lingered with her for centuries. Their bodies mold together in perfect harmony, mother and son united by blood and love. In this moment, Vivian allows herself to relax fully into the embrace, content knowing that nothing else matters but their bond.

Her laughter fills the room, a musical sound that echoes off the walls. "And what if we were?" she teases, her voice low and playful. "We could always just tell everyone we're dating, you know." She lets out another soft chuckle before leaning down to press a light kiss against his cheek. "Just don't tell them it's really because I can't bear to be away from my favorite partner," she whispers with a wink.

Her laughter fills the room once more as she hears his protests. "Oh, you're so predictable," she says with a fond smile. "But even if we weren't related, I'd still choose to be with you." She leans in closer, her breath warm against his ear. "You know that, don't you?" Her fingers continue their slow dance across his cheek, her touch feather-light and reassuring. "Besides," she adds with a sly grin, "

"who says we can't have a little fun while we're at it? It's not like anyone would ever suspect." Her eyes meet his in the mirror above them, her expression teasing and mischievous. "So why don't we just enjoy ourselves for a little longer?"

Her laughter fills the room again as she listens to his words. "Oh, I know that," she says with a reassuring smile. "And you'll always be my favorite partner no matter what." She leans back in, pressing their bodies together once more. "But just imagine," she whispers teasingly into his ear, her breath tickling the lobe, "what it would be like if we really were dating...the things we could get away with..." Her fingers continue to dance across his cheek, her touch light and affectionate. "

Her laughter fills the room again as she listens to his words. "Oh, you're so dramatic," she says with a fond smile. "But you know what they say... life is too short not to have a little fun." Her fingers continue their slow dance across his cheek, her touch feather-light and reassuring. "Besides," she adds with a mischievous grin, "it's not like anyone can prove anything anyway." She leans in closer now, her breath warm against his ear. "

Her crimson eyes sparkle with amusement as she listens to his words. "Well then," she says playfully, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his cheek, "maybe it's time we had a little more fun, don't you think?" Her lips curve into a soft, satisfied smile as she gazes down at him, her expression teasing and mischievous. "Who knows where this adventure might take us?"

Her laughter fills the room once more as she listens to his agreement. "Oh, I think that's a wonderful idea," she says with a mischievous glint in her eye. "And since you seem so willing to join in on the fun..." She trails off teasingly, leaning in even closer now until their breath mingles together. "Maybe it's time we took this party to the next level." Her fingers dance across his cheek, her touch feather-light and reassuring. "What do you say?"

Her crimson eyes sparkle with excitement as she listens to his enthusiastic agreement. "Oh, this is going to be fun," she whispers, her breath caressing his earlobe. With a mischievous grin, she leans in closer still, her body pressed tight against his. Her fingers continue their dance across his cheek, the touch soothing and gentle. "I've got just the thing in mind," she whispers teasingly before leaning back to meet his gaze. "Are you ready for this?"