Dracula relaxed as Katrina finished unbuttoning his shirt. He watched as her fingers rubbed the substance onto his wounds, he wrinkled his nose at the smell of it. The cream kind of had a weird smell to it. The vampire winced as it soaked into the wound causing a brief stinging pain before it turned to a nice relieving cold. Dracula closed his eyes, petting Katrina's face. He smiled as Katrina spoke about Dimitri.<br/><br/>"Yeah, he probably will...." He muttered before opening one of his eyes as Katrina told him she was nothing. He leaned down closer to her face.<br/><br/>"I starting to think I have a thing for nagging kitchen women." He teased, adding " To me you at first you were nothing but you aren't. You are special and if you were a no body, how come our fates crossed? Do you think if you were really a no body that you would have found me? Or I should replace you...With the man who is in his room, who is rolling in self pity." He groaned, rubbing his eyes. Maybe his connection to Dimitri would be a probably, he felt everything the man was feeling.<br/>Dracula took her hand kissing her wrist. His stomach growled as he felt her pulse, it was quicker than it was suppose to be. A sign that she was either nervous or a sign she is scared he couldn't tell. He licked and kissed her wrist, trying to make her feel comfortable as he slowly sank his fangs into her flawless skin. Dracula groaned quietly as Katrina's blood hit his tongue. Her blood was so different from other blood, Dracula sank his fangs until he reached close to the bones, drawing out more blood out. As fresh blood came out of her wound, it escaped from the vampire's lips. He pulled out his fangs trying to catch it, he ended up smudging it across his face. Dracula gently pulled Katrina up and on his lap. He nuzzled his head into her neck.<br/>" Give me more. " He groaned, placing his hand on Katrina's hips, pushing her as close as he could get her.<br/>He planted a heated kiss on Katrina's lips.