It's another "Carmilla" piece! I had to draw something romantic: I've been of romance driven mind as of late.
As I have said, there is much in the novella "Carmilla" that suggests that the narrator, Laura, fancied Carmilla more than she let's on. So here she is, playing with her companion's hair as she admits to having enjoyed, not fighting the loving embrace of the vampiress.
So once again I leave you with a quote from the story:

I accompanied Carmilla as usual to her room, and sat and chatted with her while she was preparing for bed.
"Do you think," I said at length, "that you will ever confide fully in me?"
She turned round smiling, but made no answer, only continued to smile on me.
"You won't answer that?" I said. "You can't answer pleasantly; I ought not to have asked you."
"You were quite right to ask me that, or anything. You do not know how dear you are to me, or you could not think any confidence too great to look for. But I am under vows, no nun half so awfully, and I dare not tell my story yet, even to you. The time is very near when you shall know everything. You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me, and hating me through death and after. There is no such word as indifference in my apathetic nature."