Carmilla laughed, loving every second of the show. On top of having Laura put Mircalla on her back for the second time, it was also enticing to hear what she had learnt. Creativity and intelligence were qualities she loved. Laura without a doubt had both.

“Can we not keep knocking me to the floor?” Mircalla growled. Laura was becoming confident. A quality that she loved in Ell. Maybe they weren’t that different after all. “So I hit you with a crop and you decide to go all ninja on me? Well that’s a new one sweetheart.” She walked to the cabinet not far from the bed and opened the doors to fix herself a drink. Vampire metabolism meant her sips might as well be mouthfuls of water which was apparent on the amount Mircalla just poured into a glass.

Carm barely heard Mircalla in the background. Once Laura had finished with the demonstration she took Laura in her arms and kissed hungrily and extremely fuelled by lust. Only when it ended did Carm’s teeth tugged on Laura’s earlobe. “You know I like it when you take control.”

Mircalla started to watch the two of them over the rim of her glass. When she sat on the edge of the bed, still with the white dress on she looked so innocent that if Ell walked in she probably wouldn’t recognise her. “I have an idea.

Laura, come here.”