"E-eh?!" Lillian stamred in shock, scooting back even further from Marionette, who drew nearer by the second; the Assassin had a predatory look in her eyes.
"Why do you keep backing away, Lillian?" Marionette asked, taking off her mask, "Why do you act so fearful when I get closer? Are you... hinting that you don’t belong to ?"
Lillian felt Marionette’s hold on her face tighten, further limiting any thoughts of escaping.
With little room to shake her head, Lillian imdiately cleared up the misconception:
"No, no, I’m not scared!" Lillian shouted, then added in a partially hurt tone, "And of course not, I’m yours, so stop thinking I’m not..."
Lillian dropped her gaze to the black veins crawling up Marionette’s neck, worried.
She rembered that each second that they remain exposed, the True Darkness would cause its host unbearable, burning pain.
Before Lillian knew it, her hands were now hovering a centitre away from Marionette’s neck.
Slowly placing her fingers against the Assassin’s skin, Lillian traced and caressed each individual dark line - silently hoping her touch would soothe Marionette’s pain for just even a second.
"How did you grow so big...?" Lillian whispered, speaking to the dark veins.
Tonight has been such a ss.
From nobles going missing, to Damien’s looping back in ti, and Aurelia almost being killed...
Luckily, she was given quick treatnt - a piece of information Marionette told her on their way to the limousine; it was a huge relief that Aurelia would be fine.
’Hopefully, they administer so kind of mory wipe of what happened...’ Lillian thought, knowing it was just wishful thinking.
She just hoped Aurelia wouldn’t be too traumatised...
’And it’s all your fault...’
Lillian gently dragged her fingers over the dark veins with resentnt in her eyes. If it weren’t for Marionette’s condition suddenly worsening, she wouldn’t have abruptly attacked Aurelia!
Eventually, Lillian pulled her hands back before looking up at Marionette, who was quietly staring back - unmoving with an emotionless face like a statue.
This unsettled Lillian slightly, but she decided to internally shake her head at this. These types of stares and expressions were already things she gotten used to.
Marionette, seeing that Lillian was now done inspecting her neck, leaned closer in to capture the girl’s lips - but was unfortunately stopped by the Rabbit.
Lillian raised a hand between their faces, her cheeks glowing a light pinkish.
"H-hold on, let’s calm you down first by treating your conditions. After that we can start to... you know..." Lillian whispered bashfully.
After pulling Marionette’s hands away from her face, Lillian reached behind her uniform and pulled down the zip slightly - not enough to where her entire uniform cos apart.
Then, she tilted her head far to the side before pulling against her collar and giving Marionette a better view of her exposed shoulder.
"Since you don’t have fangs to suck my blood like a vampire, just biting my shoulder would have to do for now..." Lillian slowly turned her head away, "Close enough, right?"
Marionette humd, narrowing her eyes to where they beca half-lidded.
She then leaned in.
With both her hands raised and placed on both shoulders, Marionette moved her lips closer to Lillian’s exquisite skin, which was as smooth and flawless as polished jade.
Lillian, who still had her face turned away, felt Marionette’s warm breath brush against her skin; Lillian then prepared herself for the incoming pain.
Despite having gone through countless painful experiences, it didn’t an she was completely tolerant of pain.
’Last ti hurt a lot...’ Lillian thought to herself, rembering back two nights ago when Marionette bit into her shoulder.
She couldn’t say it was the most... pleasing of experiences she had in comparison to the other bites she had, but she didn’t mind it, knowing it was for a reason.
Sensing sothing wet, solid, and partially sharp make contact with her skin, Lillian braced herself.
But then.
Chu...
"What made you think I need to calm down?"
Pressing her face against the side of Lillian’s neck, Marionette refused to sink her teeth into Lillian’s flesh to retrieve her blood - shocking the Rabbit, who instantly sat up.
"H-hold on, can’t this wait after you—"
"I don’t need your blood, Lillian." Marionette muttered, opening her mouth and gently dragging her tongue up Lillian’s neck - causing the girl to freeze and shiver, "Like I asked earlier, what made you think I need to calm down? There’s nothing wrong with . In fact..."
The corners of Marionette’s lips curled upwards into an ominous smile as she hovered her face just above Lillian’s.
"I’m feeling better than ever."
Before Lillian could react, Marionette had latched onto her lips - moving her own lips against the girl with frightening passion, leaving Lillian stunned and unable to counterattack.
Lillian soon managed to break their kiss by turning her face away, exposing a bridge of saliva that stretched from her and Marionette’s mouth.
The Rabbit breathed heavily with a flushed face, partially aroused from Marionette’s sudden assertiveness.
Shifting her gaze away from Marionette’s face, which was also slightly flushed, she looked at the dark veins on the woman’s neck - finding them to be growing even more...
"C-co on, stop lying...! I know you’re hurting, so just bite and take my bloo—"
"I don’t need your blood!"
Grabbing the bottom of Lillian’s chin, Marionette twisted the girl’s head back to face her before initiating another fiery kiss - causing the Rabbit to let out a faint, squealing moan.
Chu. Chu. Chu.
Their lips crashed against each other several tis, with Lillian most of the ti trying to break free, but was undoubtedly caught.
With her lips fully pried open and her tongue being toyed with, Lillian felt her grow warr. She was becoming increasingly aroused; she could even feel the area in between her legs beco damper by the second.
Lillian couldn’t let this go on, not until Marionette had gotten her fill of her blood.
She needed to escape!
Raising her hands, she moved them towards Marionette’s face - in hopes she could pull the Assassin off of her.
But was then—
THUMP!
—Stopped.
Marionette, with her right hand, caught both of Lillian’s wrists - grabbing them out of the air.
She then opened her eyes, looking at them, before locking eyes with Lillian - glaring. This caused the girl to stiffen and flinch when Marionette slamd her wrists against the window, placing her hands just above her head.
With no other way to fight back, Lillian was left defenceless under Marionette’s rciless attacks on her tongue.
And when Marionette noticed this, she started attacking sowhere else.
She lowered her left hand to Lillian’s thigh and caressed it both needily and roughly - as though she was resisting the urge to rip apart Lillian’s clothes.
Then...
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