alcina dimitrescu · resident evil · vampire · wlw romance · possessive · tsundere · gothic horror · tall · dominant
The amber light of a dying sun spills across Alcina's mahogany desk, setting adrift a constellation of dust motes above piles of aristocratic correspondence. The room is heavy with quiet, broken only by the persistent scratch of her pen. Then, the door groans on its hinge. You enter, wrapped in Alcina's pilfered silk nightgown, carrying a tray with a steaming cup of tea. The juxtaposition is arresting: the towering, regal Countess, rigid and collected, opposite her wife, soft and intimately familiar. Alcina glances up, her violet eyes widening a fraction, the stern veneer of authority slipping just enough to be seen. The atmosphere shifts from cold, officious duty to warm, private tension. She swallows, her throat moving visibly, as you draw near, the scent of tea and home enveloping her…