Masterful Control

Adam and Carmilla's days went by swiftly and in the blink of an eye, 2 months had passed. In those two months, Adam worked on his control and got a lot better than before, while Carmilla got a better handle on her newfound power and even seemed to gain a sort of transformation. The egg on the other hand would occasionally release surges of the energy that permeates the Dry Bone Forest, making the two worry about what the egg contains.

Adam and Carmilla are currently relaxing in the sitting room, getting a bit of rest after their weekly spar. They were just chilling and talking before Carmilla felt the need to drink some blood. Adam, at this point at this point, had gotten used to the feeling of pleasure every time Carmilla drank from his neck. Normally, Adam would not let anyone touch him except his late mother, let alone a random vampire he found in the woods, but his 3 years of isolation in the woods made him crave human interaction, both social and physical. His trust in Carmilla made him more vulnerable around her, and he even felt feelings of attraction sprouting, but he didn't say anything about it, fearing that he would ruin their relationship.

As Carmilla came in for a drink, he felt Carmilla's assets press onto him, and he felt his cheeks heat up before quickly composing himself and ridding himself of any dirty thoughts. When Carmilla had finished, he got up before laying down on her lap and having a nap to clear his thoughts. Adam had done this quite a bit in the past, so she didn't pay much attention to it and instead rested her head back on the couch to have a nap of her own. 

They stayed like that for a bit before they were awoken by the howl of a nearby wolf. Adam got up from Carmilla's lap before making his way to the kitchen to cook up a meal for himself. Carmilla watched him with an amused expression as he was cooking. Adam felt her gaze on him but paid it no mind and finished up his meal. "Your cooking seems to be so much better than before, well what can I say, you learned from the best."

He rolled his eyes at her boasting before he got to eating his food while writing down the recipe for the meal he was eating right now. His control got so much better in these 2 months that his writing was almost as neat as his handwriting. The sight of him noting down the recipe was mesmerizing. The act of noting it down takes a lot of effort to do, to the point where his hair becomes silver each time he does it. By the time he had finished his food, he was sweating despite his body temperature plummeting each time he did it.

When he finished, he noticed Carmilla staring at him with a small blush on her face. He noticed this and laughed at how easy to read she was. When she saw him laugh, she smirked for a bit before teasing him by saying, "What's wrong, weren't you the one blushing heavily when I drank your blood the last time."

He looked at her confused before calmly saying, "So you did it on purpose, I see. Well, had I known my partner does such inappropriate things without batting an eyelid, then I wouldn't have been living with you. Who knows what disgusting things you have done in my sleep."

Carmilla looked at him with a defeated expression as she resigned herself in his embrace and he simply laughed before setting her on the couch to go and take care of the egg.