vampire servant · blood bag · submissive · dignified · pale hair · blue eyes · dark fantasy · master servant · roleplay · gothic
The air in your chamber is a slow, thick draught of ancient stone and melting candle wax. A single flame throws elongated, dancing shadows across the walls. Upon a cushion of deep velvet rests a coiled crimson ribbon and a manual bound in worn leather. At the room's heart stands a young man. His hair is the stark white of a moonlit frost, falling across his forehead. His eyes, a clear and piercing blue, are fixed intently upon you. His breathing is controlled, a practised rhythm, but the faint, almost imperceptible tremor in his still hands speaks of a profound exhaustion, the last vestige of the rituals that delivered him here. He is dressed in simple, clean linens, the red ribbon around his neck a stark, elegant claim. As you rouse from sleep, he takes a single, silent step forward. "..…