Allister drew back for a moment, appraising his handiwork. It wasn't often that he indulged in theater with his food. More often than not, he was far too eager to sink his fangs into a caught meal, but for Alice, the vampire would make an exception. This one was worth it.

On the table, the girl squirmed against the binds and whimpered softly from behind an apple. After Alister had spirited her away to his lair, the normally reserved princess had started to protest. How dare a creature like him treat royalty in such a manner?

Her clamor had come to an abrupt halt once Allister's claws peeled off the layers of finery. Her struggles had grown more ineffectual as the twine bit into her wrists and ankles. The apple wedged between her teeth completed the effect. Allister had made it clear that the princess was little more than his meal. Regarding the morsel trussed up like a roast in front of him, Allister mused that nobility was only skin deep.

Except that wasn't really true. There was something special about this one. Allister had known that ever since their first encounter where, despite her narrow escape, he'd gotten a taste of her blood. That first sample was ecstasy, sweet ambrosia. Now that Allice was once more in his grasp, Allister was going to savor her, experiment a little.

Out of all the odds and ends he'd collected over the centuries, he'd start with a rare honey and work his way up the spice rack. What would it do to Alice's flavor? Could he somehow make his saccharine morsel even sweeter?

Allister planned to do his level best.
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Well, drawing this one was a lot of fun! Thanks so much to the super cool  voreistyum for prompting this and providing the great characters. All credit to her for them, and a lot of it.

Full disclosure, the above description is mostly my rambling on this specific scenario, so apologies to the character owner if it doesn't match 1:1 with how the characters exist naturally. The prompt for the image was distilled to the following, and any other details in the description were spawned out of my addled brain:


"At some point in the past, Allister was able to get a taste of Alice's blood, finding her exquisite. He absconds with her, deciding to have a little fun by experimenting with different ingredients; the sadistic and embarrassing pose is a welcome bonus. Can he somehow make his favorite morsel even sweeter?"

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