"I do regret that it wasn't me who bit you, but I was the one to give you my blood. To fully turn you. So you belong to me, now." His fingers press against Alfred's back, a little possessive.
"Good. I'm glad you're happy. I am, too. How could I not be, with you at my side? Painting such handsome portraits of me."
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Date: 2021-11-29 04:36 am (UTC)"Good. I'm glad you're happy. I am, too. How could I not be, with you at my side? Painting such handsome portraits of me."