๐ฉธ "Hey Jeanne!! How are you?!"
@red-moon-vampire
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโห.โ หโห. โ๏ฝก โน ๐ผ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ หโหโห๏ฝก โนหโ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐
โ-----๐ธ โ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฆ๐ โ๐๐๐๐ฅ.
It seems Jeanne wasnโt the only one jumping on Parisian rooftops in the quiet night . . .
And soโ In front of himโ Jeanne landed lightly on her feet, causing the rooftop's loose tiles to clatter. Sweat raced each other down her cheeks, but then a cool breeze blew between the two vampires. With a smile wide and blinding, she was excited to see a familiar face. She took a step forward.
The next moment . . . Cracks of blue had split from between the clouds above, and the world seemed to pause. Then, slowly, those clouds drifted further and further apart from each other. Beside Noe, Jeanne sighed softly, amazed at the show. Together, they resembled a pair of luminescent frogs basking under the ๐BlueMoonโs calming glow.
Jeanne sighed again, taking in the peaceful night sky for one last moment before she turned to look at Noe again.
โSalut! What are you doing out here at 4 a.m.?!โ
โณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฆ
Coffee to go
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโห.โ หโห. โ๏ฝก โน ๐ผ ๐ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐ หโหโห๏ฝก โนหโ เฃชห ึดึถึธ๐
โ-----๐๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ค, ๐ค๐๐ช "๐ช๐๐ค~"?
Jeanne swallowed thickly, tasting the desire in the back of her throat.
โ'Want it,โ she whispered softly, โI want it so, so bad. Vanitasโฆโ Her voice tapered off as he walked farther and farther away. THUDโ-
She crashed onto the floor with a dry hit, breasts bouncing as she ached for air. Sheโs a squirming mess, soft and caressable in all the right places with sweaty, silky locks sticking to her face.
โI need to feel your blood inside meโฆโ
She crawled towards the bed, towards him. She was desperate to achieve that happy, gooey, honey feeling in her body.
Finally, at Vanitasโ feet, she sat up. Her thighs parted, cheeks a pretty crimson. Her eyes glowed with the eternal red moon. And she remained there with an absolute look of lust-induced stupor on her face. Her eyes shifted to his neck, its girth leaving her salivating. Just from this distance, she could feel the warmth radiating from it. And for a second, she thought she saw it twitch, vying for attention. She couldnโt wait to make it twitch more; it would twitch and twitch and twitch if her hot, fleshy tongue rubbed against it. She would make it leak. No, a big, warm load would spurt into her mouth. Jeanne can just imagine his deliciousness painting the pink tunnel of her mouth. She swallows the saliva pooled on her tongue.
โI want to taste you again. Vanitas, donโt you want it, too?โ Her voice played the sweetest kind of music. โYouโre not willing..?โ She was confused. She thought that he also loved using her for his own pleasure. She thought he loved the feeling of her milking every last drop of his vitality onto her beautiful face. If he coaxes her, then the command would quickly sink deep into her bones. The kindness would bring her absolute happiness~ Suddenlyโ--
Vanitas felt something wet lick his knee. Her tongue glided over its curve, forming a thin, slick sheen. She whines, just because she can. She expects anger or retaliation to settle on his face. Still, she dares to ask:
โIf you're excited, lay down on the bedโฆ? Don't you want me to squeeze it all out of you?โ
The sick little thing only continued to stare up at him with those starry little doe eyes, lips glistening. She can sense it. She can sense that she is so close. She can almost hear the bed creak violently. He just needs to let her squeeze out every drop of him. He just needs to say "yes".
.ห ฬฅ ใ คใ คใ ค ใ ค.ห ฬฅ
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโ. ๐ เฃชห๐ โฐโ โง๐ าใ ค แดตฬท แถ ฬทแตฬทสณฬทแตฬทแตฬทแตฬท แดตฬท สทฬทแตฬทหขฬท แตฬท โฆ๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ.
She presses the button. She presses it again. Pressโฆ Press. Press.
Jeanne couldn't send her message anonymously. He definitely did this on purpose (specifically for her). However, she still decided to send one anyway. ๐ผ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐, he would answerโฆ
โAhem. Would you rather: (a) someone accidentally sees you showering? or (b) someone accidentally sees you sitting at les toilettes?โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ Of course it could have been a trap, but Vanitas had the answer ready.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ You weren't careful, ๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ . I can keep my promises, but you know I want something in return ยทฬฒยทฬฒยท
And in that case, the doctor would guarantee her privacy, but first he wanted to know what he was supposed to keep for himself, the object of a kind of blackmail disguised as a pact, the knot in a rope that tied the makers of the deal, where each, at this point, was trying to pull the other's end into his own fist as well. Apparently, the burly vampiress was trying to rebel against the human's monopoly, but her peculiar defiance was not enough to deter him, on the contrary; this became the amusing manifestation of a feeling of irritation dug deep into his delight, annoyingly stinging her and pushing her in a desperate attempt to confuse him, to upset him: practically an irresistible invitation to persevere, for the executioner, a facet that added to the game, making it lively, never still and boring, even more exciting, fuelling Vanitas' curiosity, which he shamelessly makes no secret of.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ I am very intrigued. Let me see how long you are able to resist ยทฬฒ
โ โ โ An annoyingly provocative sensuality as such, inherent in the blatantly natural behaviour of everything Vanitas possesses, now finds its climax in the tilted skull, all the rest of the body soft to release, into the upper block, its seductive energy, which corrupts the face, drenched in a disrespectfully flirtatious smile.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ You could have been more direct and made an explicit request. Do you like water shows อ?
โ โ โ โ โ
โฉ ๐ป๐ ๐'๐ฅ ๐๐ฃ๐ช! ๐๐ธ โก . เฃช
(หเผฅห(๐(> ุ โโขอ ) โ Don't worry, @docteur-vanitas!! I will take control of the situation now!โ
Next scene~ Everybody: fighting for their lives Jeanne: โฆ ๐ซฆ Vanitas: โฆโ(โโ โโขโ-โโขโ โ)โ
The scene after~ Everybody: Dying in a massacre Jeanne: โฆ ๐ Vanitas: โฆโ(โโ โ๊ฉโแฏ โ๊ฉโ โ)โ
And the scene after~ Noe: getting attacked Jeanne: โฆ ๐ซฃ Vanitas: โฆโ๏ธ(โ โ ยดโ ะ โ หโ โ)โ๏ธโ๏ธ Ngh~! Mhh~!
Everybody: *fighting for their lives*
Vanitas: ... ๐ซฆ
โขโขโซโโโโโชโขโฆ โข โฆโขโซโโโโโชโขโข
Everybody: *Dying in a massacre at a masquerade party*
Vanitas in the meantime: ... ๐
โขโขโซโโโโโชโขโฆ โข โฆโขโซโโโโโชโขโข
Noe: *getting attacked by the senator*
Meanwhile Vanitas: ... ๐ซฃ
โขโขโซโโโโโชโขโฆ โข โฆโขโซโโโโโชโขโข
Noe: *kidnapped*
Again Vanitas: ... ๐
โขโขโซโโโโโชโขโฆ โข โฆโขโซโโโโโชโขโข
Everyone: *mutilated, almost dying after the battle*
Damn Vanitas: ... โค๏ธ
โขโขโซโโโโโชโขโฆ โข โฆโขโซโโโโโชโขโข
I swear, I laughed and blushed a thousand times watching this anime ๐คญ
โณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฆ
star apples! ~(^//~//^)~ yummy sugary sweetness! I canโt stop eating fruit!
I love seeing wild bananas, wild papayas, wild sweet potato plants, wild moringa, sapodillaโฆ There are some jackfruit in the fridge, but Iโm unsure if itโs only for 1 person. Totally unrelated, but today marks the first time that I tried to give myself some vampiric almond-shaped nails. Ah (>\\o\\<) I sucked.
โณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฆ
He loves the oxytocin๐~
Iโm caring for this neglected dog.. and Iโm so glad; the fur on his thigh is finally growing. The problem was because he lacked enough food.
Besides this, Iโm almost done creating a feminine book for fun. Itโs not the VaniJeanne hentai comic though. (///~///) I need my Vanitasโ help for thatโฆ
โณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฆ ๐ผ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐'๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐๐๐ค, ๐๐ฆ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ ๐ฝ๐๐๐๐๐ โ๐๐ โ๐๐ โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ โ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐โ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ (โขอ oโโขอ )
Jeanneโs brows furrowed, nose slightly scrunched up in the most adorable way. Her lips pursed, annoyance bubbling in her chest as she read Vanitasโ reply letter.
Dropping the letter down to her side, she walked down the hallway, avoiding eye contact with curious castle guards. Oh, how she waited for Vanitas to answer such an embarrassing question. Depending on his answer, she wouldโve been able to gather more information on his weakness.
Instead, heโ-- โWater showsโฆ huh?โ she asked out loud, unable to suppress her frustration. Suddenly, her breathing came out in short trembling patterns.
.ห ฬฅ ใ คใ คใ ค ใ ค.ห ฬฅ
The window of Vanitas and Noeโs room opened with such force, and a gust of wind whooshed inside the room immediately. It whipped Jeanne's hair around her face. It released the red velcro of her chalk white battle dress, revealing more of her gorgeous legs. It cooled the heated skin of her small frame.
โ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐?! ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐?!โ
The wind settled... ...as if Jeanne's voice had commanded it.
She bit her lip, suppressing further outbursts, except for a tiny exasperated huff. She then breathed a lung full of air, a scowl on her face as she descended from the window.
Jeanne looked around the room for Vanitas. The air was standing still. She noticed dust particles flowing around, encased in the softest light coming from the window. The spring sunโs calmness enveloped her; in fact, it seemed to purify any leftover anguish heat within her. This is the City of Flowers. This is Paris. This is where humans reside: ๐ฅ๐ช๐ท๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ช๐ผ' ๐๐ธ๐ป๐ต๐ญ. She has returnedย ๏ฝก โ ๏ฝก โ ๏ฝก
Her nose picked up the faint scents~ ...Of clean soap. ...Of menโs cologne.
A light pink blush dusted her doll-like countenance.
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโ. ๐ เฃชห๐ โฐโ โง๐ าใ ค แดตฬท แถ ฬทแตฬทสณฬทแตฬทแตฬทแตฬท แดตฬท สทฬทแตฬทหขฬท แตฬท ...๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ.
She presses the button. She presses it again. Pressโฆ Press. Press.
Jeanne couldn't send her message anonymously. He definitely did this on purpose (specifically for her). However, she still decided to send one anyway. ๐ผ๐ โ๐'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐, he would answerโฆ
โAhem. Would you rather: (a) someone accidentally sees you showering? or (b) someone accidentally sees you sitting at les toilettes?โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ Of course it could have been a trap, but Vanitas had the answer ready.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ You weren't careful, ๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ . I can keep my promises, but you know I want something in return ยทฬฒยทฬฒยท
And in that case, the doctor would guarantee her privacy, but first he wanted to know what he was supposed to keep for himself, the object of a kind of blackmail disguised as a pact, the knot in a rope that tied the makers of the deal, where each, at this point, was trying to pull the other's end into his own fist as well. Apparently, the burly vampiress was trying to rebel against the human's monopoly, but her peculiar defiance was not enough to deter him, on the contrary; this became the amusing manifestation of a feeling of irritation dug deep into his delight, annoyingly stinging her and pushing her in a desperate attempt to confuse him, to upset him: practically an irresistible invitation to persevere, for the executioner, a facet that added to the game, making it lively, never still and boring, even more exciting, fuelling Vanitas' curiosity, which he shamelessly makes no secret of.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ I am very intrigued. Let me see how long you are able to resist ยทฬฒ
โ โ โ An annoyingly provocative sensuality as such, inherent in the blatantly natural behaviour of everything Vanitas possesses, now finds its climax in the tilted skull, all the rest of the body soft to release, into the upper block, its seductive energy, which corrupts the face, drenched in a disrespectfully flirtatious smile.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ You could have been more direct and made an explicit request. Do you like water shows อ?
โ โ โ โ โ
โณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐.แฆ
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโห. โ๏ฝก.โ ๐ชก๐
โ---๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ค๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฅ๐ค, ๐จ/ @gloomy-glen
The bell above the door chimed, and immediately, Jeanne immersed herself into the quiet lull of the ๐oy ๐tore ๏ฝก โ ๏ฝก โ ๏ฝก
The sun was shifting into Golden Hour, and the world slowed downโฆ
A soft aureate haze endlessly poured in through the paneled windows, casting a cozy, mellow glow everywhere. Dust particles floated lazily in the air, which smelled like oak and hints of strawberry. A multitude of toys adorned polished wooden shelves.
Suddenly, Jeanneโs eyes twinkled. She hurried over to the display of plush rabbits. One particular white rabbit wore an elegant blue dress. How familiarโฆ She recalled a fond memory, an outpour of joy welling up from deep within her heart: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
Then, her lips curled into a gentle smile. She imagined a joyful Luca-sama, whispering his thanks while pressing his forehead against the rabbitโs soft fabric. Howeverโฆ
Eyelashes fluttered against pink-tinted cheeks. She turned to face the tall stranger who had been standing beside her, assuming he was the shop owner. Besides, he was the only other person around.
โDo you think a little boy.. would be fine with a rabbit dollโโin a dress? For his birthday?โ
.ห ฬฅ ใ คใ คใ ค ใ ค.ห ฬฅ
โ๏ฝก โนหโหโ. ๐ เฃชห๐ โฐโ โง๐ าใ ค แดตฬท แถ ฬทแตฬทสณฬทแตฬทแตฬทแตฬท แดตฬท สทฬทแตฬทหขฬท แตฬท โฆ๐๐ฐ๐ญ๐ญ.