Sebastian

His Royal Highness, The Crowned Prince of Italy

The Incubus was well aware that his request was a seemingly difficult one to give into. The delectable crepe upon her plate was savored so thoroughly that to permit the Prince even a piece was enough to make her hesitate. Her request for an equivalent exchange prompted a sauve simper upon Sebastian's lips as he promised to make it worth her while. They were both aware, to some extent, that which he could offer her - the very implication enough to cause Carolina to sluggishly cut a piece of her desert, the bite slathered with extra whipped cream and topped, much to his delight, with a singular caramelized banana. Sebastian likewise utilized the side of his fork to cut off a piece of his own velveteen chocolate crepe, it's surface topped with a generous helping of his own mountain of whip cream - after all, she seemed to enjoy the milky flavor and who was he to deny her such gratification? The blue of his gaze glanced upwards as Carolina extended the piece of her crepe towards him, the young woman leaned forward across the table, her turquoise colored gaze met his own in the process. Surely she had to know the very view that the Prince was afforded, the supple curve of her breasts entirely alluring to the man who had once lived off of every intimate encounter.

The vampire forced his gaze upwards as he lifted his wrist to his mouth, his canines so effortlessly pierced his own flesh, though the wounds would hardly last long with his body's capabilities to heal. Sebastian was quick to hold his bleeding wrist over his chocolatey piece of crepe. His fingers curled into a fist, only to release and curl again as he encouraged his own blood to flow. Sebastian was well aware of the scent of his own lifeforce, though it failed to call to the vampire nearly as much as any other species. He found the taste of his own kind somehow...dull and unexciting - like being forced to eat cauliflower when surrounded by a buffet of fuller, sweeter flavors. He was well aware, however, that his own preferences were not the same as the rest of his species, nor did he suspect Carolina to share his same distaste for the blood that flowed through his veins. Still...chocolate, he knew...could overpower even that metallic tang. He watched as several drops slid down his wrist and settled into the whipped cream - the red a stark contrast against the creamed top. Sebastian offered her the piece positioned so precariously upon his fork, Carolina swift to put the pieces together of what he was doing as she offered her own wrist for the taking. In one smooth motion, the woman leaned forward enough to wrap her lips around Sebastian's fork, taking the piece of chocolate, banana, whipped cream, and blood within her mouth.

His tongue darted across his lips as Sebastian watched her, her gaze never leaving her own even in spite of the hint of chocolate that lingered upon her lips. The vampire leaned forward, his hand reaching out to gingerly encircle around her wrist as he positioned it better for the taking. His fangs brushed tenderly against the sensitive skin before his fangs bit down, his venom near immediately flooding her system to chase away the pain in favor of a pleasure far greater. Greedily, Sebastian indulged in a mouthful of her blood, only to lean forward and take the bite of crepe offered on her fork. The very flavor of the Banana Foster's crepe so mixed with the flavor so uniquely Carolina was so sweetly satisfying. Sebastian's gaze fluttered closed as a soft sound of utter satisfaction left his lips. God, how completely delicious. His eyes opened to meet the teal hue of her own as Sebastian murmured softly, "You still taste amazing, Carolina."

darling I'll make you my next victim
I need to hear the sweet sound of your moans