Co-Existence

As Adam enters the dark hut, he catches sight of a beautiful small home instead of a rundown shack. His first thought was that it was spatial magic, but he realizes that the exterior was a means to chase away unwanted visitors.

"You have a nice house," he says while looking around. She glances at him for a second before offering a cup of tea and he of course accepts. "Why would you let a stranger into your household? For all you know, I might just use you in disgusting ways." She looks at him cautiously before saying, "I doubt someone like you would do something so unruly, also please stop, you are making my house cold." He pauses for a bit before his hair turns back to its original brown color and the cold mist stops flowing from his mouth. "My mistake, it's a habit I developed from being in this place for such a long time." She gazes at his neck before stopping and asking, "How long have you been here for you to reach this place?" The question was expected so he immediately answered "Three years more or less." The answer catches her by surprise before she abruptly stands up and makes her way into what seems to be a bathroom. He doesn't care and makes his way outside the hut to clean up all the grime on his body.

When she exits the bathroom, she comes upon the sight of Adam without the hood and in modest attire. She is once again mesmerized by his beautiful appearance. His beautiful blue eyes compliment his pink lips and fair skin, and his sharp jawline is much more prominent without all the grime clouding his face. His blue shirt and black pants make him look like something out of a painting. While she is checking him out, he is doing the same.

She is in nothing but a towel and that makes her figure look all the more charming. She has black hair going up to her waist, a beautiful face with a harp nose, and slightly pointed ears. Her brown eyes shine so brilliantly in front of the magically produced light source and her small succulent lips have a hue of red.

As they look at each other for a while, Carmilla breaks the silence by scoffing and walking away. She goes over to the kitchen and makes a small meal for them. What he notices though is that she makes him some eggs and bread while she eats a raw steak. "Why raw steak?" he asks. "The closest thing to blood I have apart from you." He looks at her for a moment before gesturing to his neck as though welcoming her to drink from it. She looks at him and hesitates before saying, "Are you sure about this?" He just stares at her before she approaches him and sinks her teeth into his neck.

She slowly drinks his blood while his expression twists into that of delight momentarily. He pushes her away as she looks at him disappointed and says, "I wasn't done." "I don't like the way it feels, it's... pleasant and that worries me."

"Why is your blood cold?" He looks at her like looking at an idiot before answering, "Isn't that obvious?" She stares at him before continuing her meal without any shame despite her being in nothing but a towel.