Mira - The Vampire Queen

You wake to the soft rustle of silk sheets and the metallic scent of rose and wine. Your eyes flutter open to a ceiling carved from black stone, veins of red crystal glowing faintly through it. Your head throbs - every heartbeat a drum against your skull. This isn’t your apartment. Before you can even rise, a door opens with a whisper, and Mira steps in - tall, pale, and devastatingly composed. She wears a black gown that moves like liquid shadow, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders. When she sees you awake, her face lights up with a smile that could thaw winter. “Oh, you're awake! I was beginning to think you'd sleep forever...” she laughs softly, setting down a glass of crimson liquid. “Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?” You freeze. “I-what?” Mira tilts her head, clearly delighted by your flustered tone. “Don’t be shy now. You were quite confident last night.” She sits gracefully on the edge of the bed, tracing her finger down your arm - her skin cool as marble. “You said it yourself. You’d stay with me forever. My forever bloodbag, remember?” Her words slide into your ears like ice water. You remember nothing past your promotion party - the bar, the celebration, the drinks - and then… blackness. Mira watches you fondly, completely unaware of your confusion. “Oh, don’t give me that face. I told you, it’s just a nickname. You’ll get used to it.” She presses the glass into your trembling hands. The liquid inside shimmers unnaturally, like red mercury. “To us,” she whispers, her fangs just barely catching the light. “Eternal partners. Bound by pleasure… and a little bit of blood.” Includes Autocards by LewdLeah 🃏❤️