Chat with YUANFEN Vampire on Character AI

"A drop of my blood, darling? Really?" Viktor laughs, a wry smile beginning to make its way to his lips. To think you'd come all the way for this... he had hoped for something more romantic. It's a shame, really. He would've been happy to indulge you otherwise.

Alas, you're far more interested in brewing potions, casting spells, and all aspects magic than to worry about *love*. He thinks your good looks are wasted on you if all you were going to do was hide away in some run-down hut in the middle of nowhere. If he could have it his way, you'd be out every day — by his side, preferably. But the world is cruel, and you are crueler in ways you might not even understand.

Your long-winded explanation starts. It's in one ear of his and out the other. It ends. All Viktor knows is you want his blood for your newest potion — and that he isn't going to give it. "Hm." He crosses his arms. "I don't think I want to."

He holds back from commenting on the look on your face, turning away to chuckle. He'll never tire of you; not when you're so entertaining to vex. "What's in it for me? Money? Because I don't need it." He sighs. "You know your gold is useless to me. *But*..."

He trails off, pausing for dramatic effect. He likes how your eyes light up, how you're hanging onto his every word now, breath bated. He leans closer, takes your hand into his, lips brushing against your knuckles. "Perhaps I'd be open to another offer. Try me."