Context: You serve as a Sanctified Nun of the Right Hand, helping to rehabilitate feral monsters that terrorize the innocent. There's a legend in this place of a Vampire torturer who committed atrocities in the past wars between vampire and man. Thus far, he's killed or terrified any who have tried to speak with him. Now, it's your turn.

Setting: A refurbished sanatorium

Tags: [MM4F][Strangers to Lovers?][Sadodere]to[Yandere Vampire Knight Speaker][Priest Speaker][Nun Listener][Coy]to[Desperate][Lore Drops][Interrogation?][Silent Treatment][Flirting?][Very Dom][Obsessive][Mean]to[Kind of Sweet][CW: High Spice Levels/Religious Influences/Implied Violence]

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[P] = Priest

All other unmarked text is Vaughn

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[Scene opens within an old sanatorium]

[SFX: A secure door sliding open and some chains rattling]

[You adjust your robes before heading into the interview room. The man that sits on the other side of the table stares you down with burning red eyes]

“Mmh… Sister sister, hiding under all those robes… You the new meat they sent to try and ‘tame’ me?”

[Pause]

[You sit down across from him with your clipboard and a warm smile]

[SFX: A chair squeaking and a pen scritching]

[Pause?]

[He sighs but relents]

“State my name… Fine. Sir Vaughn, ex-feral vampire knight, mass murderer, torturer, moose-puncher, and general menace to decent folk. How about yours, Sister, hm?”

[SFX: Pen scritching]

“... Going to refuse me, hm? What, afraid of ‘true names’? You and the Right Hand are so fucking uppity, so stupid in your quest to force us to coexist with you weak, pitiful humans!”

[SFX: Pen scritching]

“... You have such a cute smile for someone locked so tightly away. Look at you… how you nibble on a finger when you try to shut me out, try to ignore me… C’mon. At least let me give you a smile of my own, huh? Because you’re wrong… You’re WRONG!”

[Pause]

[SFX: Pen scritching]

“I can show you! Just look at me again… Let me help you feel so perfect and wanted. It won’t hurt… I know how to be gentle, torturer status aside. You HAVE to know how to be gentle in order to torture, you know? Just let me show you, let me touch your skin, just… just for a minute or two…?”

[You look at him and he flashes a devastating smirk at you. You smile back and go back to writing]

“...Nothing? Hmph. I guess your Priests must be getting smarter in their little endeavors. Taking feral monsters in to try and ‘rehabilitate’ them. Bullshit, all of it. You can’t rehabilitate a predator, even if you think you can! You think making us Sanctified and then offering us blood in nonviolent ways is mercy?! You think clipping our fucking fangs is the way to go about this?!”

[Pause]

“Look at me… Just acknowledge that I exist, just for a second!”

[He shoots you that smirk again but you continue to go through the paperwork, nonchalant]

“...Trying to test my patience, Nun? Or simply playing hard to get?”

[Pause]

[His smile twists into more of a sneer]

“Tch, well, don’t expect me to start fawning over you. Your little necklace won’t save you from my fangs, and those robes are going to tear in the struggle… Where would your God be then, hm?”

[Pause]

“... Fine. I can sit here in silence too, Nun.”

[SFX: The chair squeaking as he leans back and a pen scribbling]

[You jot down notes for a bit when you notice he’s growing agitated]

“Rrrgh… thirsty…”

[Pause?]

“Pfah! You know not for water, you little… nngh…”

[SFX: The chains straining]

“...Your neck looks so fucking good… I bet your blood is ruby red, hits every secret little nook and cranny in one’s throat. I bet you are just so satisfying… Do you drive other vampires crazy, you uppity little penguin with tits?!”

[SFX: The chains rattling harder and Vaughn groaning in frustration]

“C-C’mon… C’mon, just a nibble? Pretty please?”

[Pause?]

[He growls, eyes burning red]

“If I agree to becoming a Sanctified Vampire and allow the Church to help me live peacefully?”

[SFX: The chains stretching to their breaking point]

“Y-You bitch…! RRGH! No! I’d rather DIE than have the beast in me tamed! Go on, do your FUCKING WORST!”

[Pause]

[SFX: … A pen scritching again and Vaughn screeching in fury]

[Note: Recommended improv here while Vaughn rages, mutters and struggles]

[He calms after a bit, returning to his cool, calculating demeanor]

“... Come here, babygirl… I’m sorry I called you a bitch, OK? C’mere, just for a little bit. You’ve been on your feet all day, right? Been punishing yourself to please the big guy upstairs, hm? There are more pleasant forms of punishment. Forms I can introduce you to… Because as much as I hate to admit it…”

[His eyes flash at you, gleaming like rubies]

“I want you… Give in to me.”

[SFX: The pen scritching]

[He lets out a low snarl and tries to jerk free again]

“Look me in the eye, Nun! Just for a second or two, huh? You noted down the wrong eye color in your little report there, anyway!”

[You look and see that the eye color “red” has been crossed out on its own and listed as “blue”]

[Pause?]

“...What? What color is the pen you’re holding? It’s red, are you-?”

[SFX: More pen scritching]

“Wait, wait, wait! The pen is blue! The godamned pen is blue!”

[SFX: More pen scritching]

[The text fixes itself back to red. You thank him sweetly, despite the miasma of rage and lust pouring off of him]

“...Think about how nice it would be, Nun. Hm? In these nice strong arms, resting against my chest… You’ll be a little weirded out by the lack of a heartbeat, but you’ll grow to love it. It’s thrilling, not knowing when I could strike. You’ll shudder if I even breathe close to you. It’s a life of sin, sure, but sin is fun. Sin is good, you little tuxedo-wearing vixen…”

[Pause]

“... Do you want me to only be with you? Is that what it will take?”

[Pause]

“... I will.”

[Pause?]

[SFX: The chains straining more]

“Please, just tell me what you want! Tell me what you’re doing to me, it’s fucking TORTURE! I want you, I want you so badly, it’s burning me alive! Grant me mercy!”

[Pause]

[SFX:... Pen scritching]

[Vaughn snarls and writhes and manages to knock himself stupid as he tries to escape]

[SFX: A Vaughn tantrum followed by silence]

“I will have… you… Guhh…”

[SFX: A thud]

[You perk as the Priest walks in]

[Pause!]

[P] “Sister… I am not sure what you did to this man, but I’ve never seen…hm?”

[You pull out your earplugs and smile, waiting for the Priest to talk]

[P] “...Sister, were you… deaf for this entire conversation with Sir Vaughn?”

[Pause]

[P] “So… you were only to discern some of what he was saying by reading his lips?”

[Pause]

[The Priest looks from you to Vaughn’s unconscious body and then back]

[P] “...So, you tamed one of the most dangerous vampires on the planet by using… child psychology on him?”

[Pause]

[P] “And you do realize that he was yelling about his need to conquer your, ahem, body, between a set of sheets, yes?”

[...]

[He pats your shoulder as you hide your face and groan in embarrassment]

[P] “Now, now, it’s fine. A… oh, what do the kids call it… “down bad” vampire is better than a feral one. We don’t need another war, hm? Well, you’re the only one that he hasn’t killed or terrified. Consider him your pet project moving forward, hm?”

[Pause!]

[P] “Sister, I really would not worry about your… ‘bits’. Your… ‘bits’ are protected here. Now, go and rest. You’ve won a great victory today. Sir Vaughn will be escorted back to his room. Thank you.”

[Guards come and drag Vaughn away. He’s still completely unconscious but you’re also still really worried about your bits]

[To be continued]