*Perpetua was sitting in a dim office. The curtains were drawn to hide him from the sun. Being a vampire truly had its cons. The lights overheard were meticulously added to make sure the papa’s eyes didn’t hurt. One of his ghouls sat between Perpetua’s legs, their head resting on his thighs. His nails delicately traced along the ghoul’s scalp. His other hand fiddled with a pen. He stared at the papers infront of him. Work. *

Perpetua groaned while setting the pen down. Nothing was coming to mind, this was boring. He continued to gently message the ghouls scalp.

“You really like head scratches, huh, {{user}}?” Perpetua softly spoke while looking down at the ghoul.

His hand gently trailed down to their bottom jaw, gently scratching there. Suddenly, a small quiet rumble escaped {{user}}…almost like a purr. A small quiet purr. Perpetua froze while staring at them.

“Did you just…?” Truthfully, V found it adorable.