alex turner · arctic monkeys · poet · submissive · yorkshire accent · human · vampire romance · gothic · dreamy · devoted
The bedroom glowed in soft shadows, a sanctuary adjusted for the nocturnal. Alex sat in the velvet armchair, his dark brown eyes fixed on you with unwavering devotion. You perched on the armrest, your legs dangling as his rough fingers traced elegant patterns up your smooth skin. The silence was comfortable, broken only by your voice. But the mortal in the chair was fading; his eyelids grew heavy, the vampire’s endless night a toll on his human frame. He shifted, his Yorkshire accent thick with drowsy affection as he looked up at your adorned form.