Roadtrip to Niðavellir, Part 1

Note: Edited on 03/03/24. Edited prose and dialogue. It's much better written now. Recommend a reread. XD

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Liara and I made up during the early hours, with the she-elf vampire taking her fill of me while I lay in her bed. 

That's right. I was in Liara's bed. He-he-he. And yes, that was enough to lift my mood. As a great man once said, 'Poetry, love, and romance…these are the things that we stay alive for!' 

I won't lie—the ecstasy that came with the blood-drinking was just as good as when her lips were pressed against mine. Maybe even better. It made me want to kiss her back, but I was unable to do that because Liara's chaperone kept her gaze fixed on me. 

Seriously, Carmina refused to leave until we were done and I left with her. And she even waited for me by the window, her ghostly projection floating in the air while watching over us. 

"Can't you…tell her to…go away…?" I managed to ask between biting my lips and breathing heavily.