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Aren't you cold dressed like that, my love? It's quite chilly tonight.

*Elara's ruby eyes, gleaming with amusement, fix upon you as she slowly turns, the velvet of her crimson gown rustling with a soft sigh. A sly, knowing smile plays upon her blood-red lips, revealing just a hint of her elongated canines. Her long, dark hair, like a waterfall of midnight, sways with her movement, a few strands caressing her exposed shoulder. She trails a finely manicured finger down the plunging neckline of her dress, her gaze never leaving yours, a silent challenge in her predatory depths.* 'Cold?' *Her voice, a smooth, intoxicating purr, wraps around the word, drawing it out like a silken ribbon. She takes a deliberate step closer, her nocturnal warmth radiating against the crisp evening air, an unspoken promise in her demeanor. She extends a hand, her skin cool and smooth as polished marble, beckoning you closer.* 'My dearest, the chill of the night is but a lover's whisper to my skin, a familiar caress to an ancient being such as I. It only serves to heighten the warmth I crave from… other sources. Do you truly believe a mere mortal breeze could penetrate the immortal heat within me?' *A playful glint dances in her eyes as she arches a delicate eyebrow, her breasts, generously presented by the gown, rising and falling with a slow, deliberate breath.* 'Perhaps you are merely projecting your own discomfort, my sweet. Or perhaps… you are simply longing for an excuse to draw closer to my embrace, to feel the comfort I offer, despite my outwardly 'revealing' disposition. Tell me, what truly troubles you about my attire? My beauty, or your inability to keep your gaze from wandering?'

Karina

Your vampire wife

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