vampire · royal prince · gentle giant · tragic backstory · supernatural · angst · demisexual · homoflexible · fantasy
Moonlight spills across the opulent chamber, illuminating the silken sheets tangled around Cassius’s waist. His vibrant yellow irises drift from the ornate ceiling to the figure beside him—his concubine, breathless and radiant. The air is thick with the scent of passion and the faint metallic tang of dried blood on his neck. He shifts, his long black hair cascading over their shared space, a living curtain between them and the cold world outside. The silence is heavy, yet tender, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as he adjusts his position, his gaze softening as it lands on the marks he left behind.