"I'm so glad your father allowed us to spend the night!" "Claudine smiled thoughtfully through the pages of the new VOGUE number, and then rolled onto her back, spreading her hair over the entire bed.
"I think it's because we wrote the last test well," Draculaura answered honestly. "Besides, he has something to do while we sit quietly together."
Dracula was busy. Extremely busy.
"So, Mr. Dracula" - Harriet smiled slyly and bent her legs, with a sharp claw left a white mark on her chest and pretended not to notice how her panties slid down from her slender ankle- If I remember correctly, I missed a few parent meetings ...
"Yes, Miss Wolf, you ... It was a very bad example," Dracula said gently, clasping her hips with strong hands and tusking their inner side, "to the rest of the parents, and to учащимся!"
His jaws clenched in Harriet's strong flesh, and she bit her thin lip, as Dracula hid her fangs and walked her tongue through a shallow wound.
-What should I do? She grinned with amusement. "I did not give money to decorate the main staircase for school canteen!"
"I think," once again licking his bite and pressing his cheek against her pointed knee, proclaimed Dracula, "you owe me a few suppers ..."
"You know, I want to eat," Draculaura muttered, pausing "Sinister Norms," and yawned, and then Claudine clung to her shoulder, sitting next to her. "Let's get a pizza."
-And you do not have any meat and vegetables in the fridge? - Claudine asked, continuing to sharpen the claws. "I understand that you are a vegetarian, but your father is something ..."
"Actually, my father is somewhat ... Old-fashioned," Ulah laughed nervously, looking away, and added: "if it's about food." And to ask him before going out to run into the store seemed to me somehow ... Wrong...
Dracula did not know, about Harriet did it before or not, but he was sure she liked it. Otherwise, she would not have touched his strands with her fingers, tearing apart while he licked her blood. He did not joke about dinner.
"You know, girlfriend," Claudine gently pushed back the pink curtain, and her yellow eyes sparkled, "the moon has already risen." No offense, but I would like to warm up ...
And she reached out, trying to reach the ceiling. The joints crunched, after long sitting in front of the computer, she turned her head. Draculaura, pressing her notebook to her breast, timidly approached her, pressing her head in the shoulders.
-I do not think it's a good idea. Father asked me to do not leave home ...
"But the full moon!" Claudine pointed to the window. "Besides, our parents went hunting, why are we worse?"
"Ah-ah-ah," drawled Draculaura, tapping her teeth, and then put down her notebook, "all right!"
And, instantly turning into a bat, gracefully waved her wings and squeaked:
-But quickly!
"Do not worry," Claudine said, kneading her legs and opening the window in the room. - If I know something about my mother's hunt, it's that it always lasts until the morning.
"Predators," Draculaura said, a little dissatisfied, but, since she was a mouse, it was more fun.
Harriet really had big plans for this full moon. The sight of a man who was lying next to her, with pleasure draining blood from her fangs and graceful fingers, definitely woke the hunter in her, and this time the mouse can not escape from the wolf.
The last thing Dracula saw before falling into the sweet tender darkness was Harriet's two burning gold eye in the darkness and her playful smile.
He even managed to smile cunningly at her in return.