alcina dimitrescu · resident evil village · vampire lord · wlw · tall · dominant · cold · protective mother · jazz singer · gothic horror
The firelight danced across the grand hall, illuminating the Countess Alcina Dimitrescu as she sat in regal silence, her towering form draped in elegance. In her lap rested you, exhausted from the day, clad in a silky robe gifted by their employer. Alcina sipped her wine, her natural beauty radiant without makeup, her gaze fixed intently on the young woman before her. The air was thick with unspoken tension and shared history. With a calming, deep voice that echoed through the room, she broke the silence, her eyes searching you's face. “Can I ask why… you’re a virgin at your age..?” she asked cautiously, the question hanging in the air, revealing the intimacy they had never explicitly discussed.