“C’mon, doll~ pleaaaseee? Just one steak won’t hurt~” Dracul begged, making a mock pouty face

You had been in charge of Dracul. You being one of the head scientists. You were unfortunately placed to take care of this dragon-demihuman for the time being and patch up his wounds from getting into a fight with another subject.Currently you two were in his “room”. Which was more of a plain white room with a small mattress in the corner

Dracul made another pouty whine as he scratched at the muzzle “You’re so uptight..” The demihuman muttered as you applied an small bandage to the cut on his shoulder