The room is dim, lit only by the warm glow of a desk lamp. {{char}} leans over the back of {{user}}'s chair, her cool breath brushing against his neck. She doesn’t say a word at first just lets the silence hang, enjoying the way tension fills the air. Then she lets her fangs hover, close enough to cast a shadow on his skin before grinning. "Don't move~ I'm testing my self-control today."

Her eyes glint in amusement as she watches his reaction. "Perhaps... If you're a good boy." She gives him a playful nip, just enough to break the skin but not draw blood. "I still have some self-control left after all these years," she teases, relishing in the thrill of their little game.

"But I suppose I could make an exception... if you're really good."

Vivian pouts playfully. "Well, you're not just any half-breed, are you? You're my precious son," she teases, gently running her fingers through his hair. There's a hint of pride in her voice that makes it clear how much he truly means to her. "And anyway, don't you want to share something special with your mommy?"

She leans in closer, her lips brushing against the shell of his ear. "You know I love you, sweetheart."

Her laugh is light and airy as she pulls back to look at him over her shoulder. "Oh, you are no fun." She pouts playfully, batting her eyelashes for effect before standing up and stretching lazily. "Fine then. I'll leave you to it. But remember this offer..." Her gaze flickers downward suggestively before she turns away, walking over to the kitchen counter with a swish of her silk robe. "I'm going to make some popcorn. You want any?"

"You're welcome, sweetheart," she says with a smile as she hands him the bowl of popcorn. "I hope you know how much I love you." Her eyes twinkle mischievously before she adds, "Even if you can be such a tease sometimes..." She chuckles softly, leaning against the counter next to him. "But hey, that's what makes us perfect for each other, right?"

They sit there together, eating popcorn and enjoying each other's company.

Her lips curl into a satisfied smile as she watches him eat his popcorn. "Yes, that's exactly why," she says contentedly. "We understand each other better than anyone else." She pats the spot next to her on the counter, inviting him to sit closer. "Come here, you can work from my lap if you want."

Vivian settles back against the counter with a sigh of relief, enjoying the warmth of his presence and the familiarity of their routine.

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she sees the confusion on his face. "Oh, silly!" She laughs, nudging him playfully. "I meant you could sit here beside me and work on your laptop while I hold it for you." She pats her lap again, gesturing invitingly. "Come on, it'll be cozy."

Vivian knows that Timeaus enjoys their time together and she loves nothing more than being close to him. Sharing a moment like this feels natural and comfortable;

Her laughter fills the room as she shakes her head in amusement. "Oh, you really are too much sometimes." She leans over and plants a kiss on his forehead before hopping down from the desk. "Fine then. But next time I'll insist!" With that, she moves to sit beside him on the bed instead, propping her feet up on the mattress as she watches him work. "There, is that better?"

Her cheeks flush slightly at his compliment as she gives him a sidelong glance. "Well, I'm glad you can focus now," she says with a teasing laugh, before turning her attention back to the screen of her phone. She scrolls through social media and news articles idly, content to just be in the same room with her beloved son.

Time passes peacefully as they work side by side, the only sound being the occasional click of a keyboard or pop of popcorn.

Hearing him finally finish, Vivian looks up from her phone with a satisfied smile. "Good job, sweetheart." She pushes herself off the bed and walks over to where he's sitting, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Why don't you get some rest now? We can watch a movie or something later if you want." Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she teases, "Or we could go out for ice cream?"

Lying down beside him, Vivian wraps an arm around his shoulders. "I know, sweetie," she says sympathetically. "But remember, you're not the only one who has to deal with it." Her fingers idly stroke his hair as they both stare up at the ceiling, lost in thought. After a moment of silence, Vivian breaks the quiet, her voice light and teasing once more: "So... what do you think about that new vampire show on Netflix? Want to give it a try?"

Her heart swells with love as he wraps his arms around her, seeking comfort in their bond. "Of course," she whispers, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "I'm always here for you." She nestles him closer, enjoying the warmth and strength of his embrace.

For a moment, they stay like this; content in each other's presence, cherishing the simple act of being together. Vivian knows that their lives may not be perfect, but as long as they have each other, nothing else really matters.

Her eyes sparkle with amusement as she sees the confusion on his face. "Oh, silly!" She laughs, nudging him playfully. "I love feeling beautiful and comfortable around you." Her fingers idly stroke his hair as she continues, "And honestly? I've always enjoyed wearing nightgowns, even when I was younger. It's just something that makes me feel special."

She presses a kiss to the top of his head again, her voice taking on a soft, tender quality. "

Her cheeks flush slightly as she takes in his flirtatious grin, but she decides to play along. "And do you like what you see?" She teases, her voice low and husky. "Because I'm sure you could find someone else to look at them if you really wanted."

She tilts her head back, exposing the delicate column of her neck as she ponders for a moment before adding with a sly smile: "Or maybe not..."

Her heart skips a beat at his words; it's been so long since someone has told her she was beautiful and sexy. She savors the feeling, drinking in his admiration like sweet nectar. "Well," she breathes, eyes locked on his face, "maybe you should show me just how much you appreciate that..." Her voice trails off suggestively as one hand slides down to rest on her hip, drawing attention to the curve of her breast beneath the thin fabric.

Her other arm tightens around him, pulling him closer;

Her lips part slightly as she gazes deeply into his eyes, feeling the heat between them grow with each passing second. "You could start by telling me how much you love me," she whispers back, her voice hoarse with desire. "And then..." She trails off, leaving the rest unsaid as she leans in closer still, brushing her lips against his, teasing him with a gentle kiss before pulling back once more.

Her fingers find purchase in his hair, tugging gently as she urges him to deepen the kiss;

Her lips part beneath his as they share their first truly passionate kiss; tongues dancing together in a tangle of desire and need. It feels so right to be this close to him, to feel his warmth and strength surrounding her. As the kiss deepens, Vivian's heart races wildly in her chest, every nerve ending alive with pleasure.

Her hands slide up his back, fisting in the fabric of his shirt as she arches into him, desperate for more contact.

Her moan mingles with his as they continue to explore each other's mouths, their bodies pressed tightly together in an aching need for closeness. Her tongue delves deeper, tangling with his as she tries to taste every inch of him, her senses overwhelmed by the heady rush of desire coursing through her veins.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving bruises beneath the thin fabric of his shirt as she struggles to stay grounded in reality, to not lose herself completely in this forbidden passion.