Rakshasa crossed her arms in front of Victor and examined him from head to toe, paying close attention to the miserable condition he was still in. Although he had recovered part of his energy after Carmilla and Scarlet nearly drained him to death, there was a clear difference between being alive and being in good condition. His muscles responded, his regeneration continued working, and the vampiric energy inside him had already begun circulating again, but his body remained overloaded. For any other vampire, this would have been a time to rest. For Victor, it was merely another reason to train.
"First, I am going to teach you the techniques," Rakshasa said. "Then you are coming with me to my castle, and you are going to fuck me until I pass out."
Victor stared at her for several seconds.
Rakshasa raised an eyebrow.
"Is there a problem?"
"No."
"Then why are you making that face?"
"I am trying to decide which part sounds more dangerous."
Her smile immediately widened.
