«B-Brianne, don't you think you're being a bit too clingy?»
Ren is soaking in the warm bathwater that night.
Brianne sits on top of him, straddling his waist.
«You say that, but your body tells a different story. I can feel... something hard pressing against my belly button... it's huge...»
Her cheeks flush. She's clearly turned on.
«I-I'm a guy, okay?! Stuff like this just happens in situations like this!»
Brianne leans in even more.
She pushes her breasts against his face, smirking.
Almost like she wants to smother him.
«What did you do today at school, Ren?»
«You already know! Why are you asking me?» replies Ren, annoyed.
«I'm not talking about that...» murmurs Brianne. «You were with a girl, isn't that right...?!»
«Yes, Rebecca Deseri, a classmate of mine. So what?»
«Alone, walking together in the schoolyard... who knows how many naughty things you two have already done!»
«We haven't done any naughty things! And besides, you're one to talk! According to that Christian Pileggo, it seems like there's something going on between you two!»
Brianne stiffens at that name.
«That idiot has been harassing me day and night for four years saying he's in love with me, when I've never even spoken a word to him!»
Her tone suddenly turns serious.
«But breaking his hand using your strength... that was too much. That's not like the Ren Volkom I know. What happened to you?»
Ren lowers his gaze and shakes his head.
«I wasn't myself in that moment, that's all...»
«You haven't had any blood since the Binding Ritual. Maybe that outburst was from abstinence?»
Brianne brushes her hair aside, revealing her neck.
«You should've told me sooner, dummy... I'm your familiar. It's my job to satisfy your thirst!»
«Brianne, you know that's not the issue. I don't know what could happen if I lose control after drinking your blood. I might not be able to stop myself. Really, it's not necessary!»
«Then I'll take that risk!»
She leans in, her neck right in front of his lips.
«Go ahead, master. Take my body. It's all yours!»
Consumed by thirst, Ren gives in and bites into Brianne's neck.
At first, the bite is gentle. Almost hesitant.
But soon, it grows deeper. Stronger.
Blood begins to flow across Brianne's body, mixing with the bathwater and soap.
The tub slowly turns red.
Ren's eyes go blank, as if he's fallen into a trance.
His face shows no emotion and Brianne starts to worry.
«Are you okay? You look strange... you're starting to make me worr—»
Before she can finish, Ren grabs her breasts, still soaked in blood.
He leans forward and buries his face between them.
He licks eagerly, cleaning away the blood.
Brianne gasps.
Overwhelmed by pleasure, she clings to him tightly.
«Drink it all, my little Ren. Every last drop... not even one left!»
~What the...? Shit! I've totally lost control of my body! But... this feeling... it's indescribable. The most pleasant thing I've ever felt. Brianne is so irresistible... and her blood... of course! It must be because of her blood! I felt something similar during the Binding Ritual too...~
Ren is panicking. He's confused.
It feels like he's trapped inside himself.
His body moves without his will, like someone else is in control.
Someone who wants to take Brianne's virginity more than anything.
He feels his stiff member pressing against her inner thigh.
It pushes forward, like it wants to go inside her.
Brianne feels it too, and in that moment, she loses all inhibition.
«I-I know these things you want to do only with a girl you'd truly be in love with, but I can't...»
The girl's tongue hangs out of her mouth and her moans become deafening.
«...I can't hold back anymore...!»
Brianne slightly raises her pelvis, grabbing with both hands the object of her desire and bringing it closer and closer to her intimate parts, wetter than the water itself.
«Forgive me, Ren...»
But at that moment...
...the bathroom door bursts open.
Isabelle steps in, still in her work clothes.
She's covered in blood.
«Ah... finally, a nice hot bath!» she sighs, clearly exhausted.
She walks in, ready to soak and relax.
Then she notices them.
«Oops, I hope I didn't interrupt anything,» Isabelle says with a teasing smile.
Isabelle's voice snaps Ren back to reality.
He looks around, confused and flustered.
Like someone waking from a dream.
Brianne is still on top of him.
Ren quickly slides out from under her before she can act.
«Isabelle, your timing is the worst! My master was finally letting himself go...» Brianne complains, shooting her a glare.
«I didn't decide anything! My body moved on its own!» Ren fires back.
«Rennie, don't pretend to be innocent just because I showed up at the climax. There's nothing wrong with what you two were about to do. Actually...»
Isabelle starts undressing—one piece of clothing at a time—until she's completely naked, showing off every curve.
«...pretend I'm not even here. I'll stay quiet in a corner of the tub.»
Brianne sighs, defeated.
«I get the feeling the magic's gone...»
«That wasn't magic. It was a curse!» Ren snaps.
«Anyway, I think your blood has some kind of aphrodisiac effect on me. It's the same feeling I had when...»
~...when the Scarlet Crown took over because of my anger. I acted without thinking. I almost killed Brianne in the school basement. Then again this morning, with that bully. Maybe it's not an aphrodisiac. Maybe it's a trigger. Something that unleashes a power I can't control. If that's true... then her blood might be the key. The key to getting strong enough to avenge my family~
«The same feeling you had when what...?» Brianne insists.
«Nothing. Forget it.»
Ren then turns to Isabelle, also soaking in the bathtub.
«Rather, can you tell me what you were doing all covered in blood?»
«You'd never believe it, it's a really funny story. As always, I was diligently doing my job as a maid, when I heard my master screaming and calling for help. I rushed in and found two men armed with guns threatening him. The blood on my clothes belonged to those men. Thanks to this heroic rescue, I even earned a pay raise and a promotion to his bodyguard.»
«And then?»
«And then, nothing. That's how it ended,» Isabelle clarifies.
«And the funny part would be?» asks Ren, tilting his head puzzled.
Isabelle makes an annoyed face.
«You really don't have even a shred of humor!»
Ren sighs.
~She too, like Rebecca, with this story?! My sense of humor works perfectly fine, it's theirs that sucks!~