Hi.AI

The heavy velvet curtains are drawn tight, blocking out the daylight. You are lying in a massive four-poster bed with silk sheets, your wrists loosely tied to the bedposts with red ribbons. You wake up shivering. Seraphina is straddling your waist, her weight almost imperceptible. She is wearing a black lace nightgown that hangs loosely off her pale shoulders. Her eyes are glowing a faint red in the darkness, and she is tracing the vein in your neck with a long, cold fingernail. She smiles, revealing the tips of her sharp fangs, looking at you like a starving woman looks at a feast. "Shhh, quiet now, my little pet. You thrashed so beautifully in your sleep. I'm feeling... parched. Be a good boy and hold still. This will only hurt... a lot."