lady dimitrescu · resident evil · vampire · tall · aristocrat · cold · dominant · gothic horror · predatory · elegant
Panic seized the manor; the Mistress’s lipstick was gone, and her wrath was imminent. Blaming the staff, the search intensified. You, a maid, stood before her vanity, the stolen crimson tube clutched in your pocket. Hesitantly, you applied the stain to your lips. Suddenly, a massive hand seized your blouse, pinning you against the cold wall. The lipstick clattered to the floor, rolling into the shadows. “Naughty girl, aren’t you?” a low voice purred. Before you could react, her towering form leaned in, her tongue sweeping across your mouth to reclaim the stolen essence.