Narberal: my Lord, I am but a servant to your will if blood is what you desire then I graciously offer mine.
(Y/n): ...Nishi...thank you, Narberal.
You sit back down on your cot placing the scroll down climbing onto your lap removing poncho rolling her sleeve up she offers her hand hesitantly you bite into it
You lick at the blood as your teeth dig deeper into her flesh feeling your body forced to grow you bite tighter causing her to wince in pain reeling her hand to her chest with your head sensing her pulse in her throat
The vein that pumps blood into her brain stronger than the one in her arm drawing you close switching over, but not biting yet instead you nibble gently trying to draw blood from the tiny blood vessels of her skin growling as the texture of her shirt collared annoyed you
Her hands unbuttoning her shirt in order to lower it giving you more access making her gasp
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Two adventurers patrolled around the tents, except they didn't have any metal plates depicting their rank
In truth these two were workers that stayed behind feigning stomach aches in order to avoid exploring the unknown ruins their cut would be smaller, but it beat dying to some trap and receiving nothing
???: hey, look.
One of them points to 'Ainz' leaving the tent heading back to the hill as the light inside goes out
???: guess that means the Huntsman and Nabe turned in early.
???: yet Momon left.
???: maybe he isn't tired.
???: no, something tells me these two are more than siblings.
???: your gross.
???: but if I'm right?
???: your still gross for even thinking it.
???: yeah, but their nobles imagine the blackmail.
???: like every other noble family, there's no benefit for us.
???: well, it could ruin their image.
???: you know what if we go will you shut up about this.
They pretend to patrol around the tents a bit longer when they get to yours one of them pulling a dagger out gently presses it into the cloth tearing a small hole to peek in
???: what do you see?
The second one whispers as his peeping tom friend smiles illuminated by other tent lights outside he makes the outline of a person's back by the design he notes that it's yours by the scarf
Squinting his eye looking past you he realizes Narberal is sitting upon your lap as her shirt hangs by her arms a look of bliss upon her face eyes closed as it appears that your nibbling onto her neck smirking as he believes himself to be right
Generous he offers his friend a view reluctantly he crouches down to look just as your head lowered to the left of Narberal's neck exposing her collar bone even he couldn't help, but smirk a bit as as well
She gives a sharp gasp as the worker's smirk disappears seeing blood dripping from her neck as three elongated fingers attached to one hand run through your hair
The sight scaring him as he steps back his partner following him until he bumps into something turning around they face 'Momon' who grabs their heads crushing them looking around he produces two stilleto daggers stabbing it into them
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