[Chapter Limit - Complete] The Dimitrescus x FEMALE!Reader One-Shots

Their New Pet pt. 4

"Let's save this for now and head to my room, it can get pretty cold up here." She grumbled, clearly not wanting to end things right now.

When she mentioned how it could get cold, you immediately snapped out of your lustful daze, gently nudging her towards the door. "Why the fuck are you here then?"

"I wanted to grab another canvas." She muttered, grabbing a canvas on the way out. "I wanted to paint you."

Your face started to heat up as you gently pushed her until you reached her room, surprised she didn't stop you and just swarm you both there. Once at her room, she opened the door and pulled you inside, pointing at her bed.

"Lay down and don't move... You can read a book if you'd like though," Cassandra muttered, setting the canvas on her easel. "Or you could strip for me."

You fumbled over your words, earning giggles from the vampire. With a quiet huff, you grabbed one of the books you kept in her room and laid on her bed, noticing the small frown on her face. You smirked slightly at her before standing up, earning a soft grumble from Cassandra before she noticed you removing your clothes.

Her eyes were glued to your body, occasionally glaring at your bra and panties but deciding she was fine with painting this view anyway. After a while, she informed you the sketch was complete and you could move freely, which meant you were allowed to be next to her. You noticed her eyes continuously flicker to you the closer you got, each time her gaze was lower on your body. By the time you were next to her, she had set her paintbrush down and had her full attention on you.

"After I paint this..." She trailed off, licking her lips as her eyes scanned over you body once more. "I'm going to make sure you can't walk for a week."

Heat rushed to your core from excitement, your body moving to behind her and your hands gently pulling her hood off of her, arms snaking around her neck shortly after. She leaned into your touch, picking her paintbrush up again. Your eyes stayed on the canvas, watching every stroke she made. A while later she pulled herself from your embrace, pointing silently to her bed.

You immediately obeyed, moving to sit on her bed as she silently put everything away, her eyes flickering towards you every few seconds. Her words repeated in your head and you pressed your thighs together, ignoring the giggle from her as you waited for her to make her way over to you. The opening of drawers could be heard, followed soon by the sound of her getting closer to you.