“I wanted to see your costume,” he purred, and I grinned, grinding back against him as his hand slid around to my stomach, drawing me tighter to him. “And what do you think?” I asked airily. “I’m guessing you’re a Vampire, but I don’t see what the cape has to do with it.” “I’m Count Dracula,” I said like it was obvious. “Who?” “The most famous Vampire ever,” I said. “Makinos the Devious?” he asked in confusion. “What?” I laughed and his grip on me firmed. My heart stuttered as I gazed at the sea of students around us, knowing this was reckless but I was lost to the feeling of him so close to
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